[essentially the 1995 Disney movie Pocahontas]

Charlie felt excited being on the first ship bound toward the new land known as North America. He and his expansive crew were to scavenge the new land, setting up the beginnings of new towns and civilization. But the lingering thought of the Natives already inhabiting the rich land made their job a tad dreadful. Charlie was persistent though, knowing there was nothing he and his crew couldn't overcome.

After a couple of days of being on the new land, his crew had set up camp near the shorelines, and Charlie decided to set out and explore a bit. He found it was unlikely to run into any Natives having been here a couple of days, so he concluded that if they wanted to attack, they would have by now.

In the woods, he ran into all sorts of wildlife, ones that didn't exist back in England, his motherland. It was baffling to him, knowing all this life existed just across the sea, where almost no one had ever been.

Charlie decided to stop at a spring after a while of exploring, deciding it was time for a break. He knelt down at the edge of the stream, catching water in his canteen, when he heard the quick splashes of water. Knowing it was coming from above, he looked up, seeing a figure dash across the stream of water flowing down from the short cliff above him. He stood there for a moment, bewildered, Natives.. was his only thought, before his curiosity got the best of him and he decided to follow the mysterious figure.