Who are you?
She just had the awesomest day ever. She went and explored the forest of their new territory. Who would have thought that it would be so much fun to move into the lowlands after the highlands? The flowers here are sweeter, and the trees higher. The things that lived here were different too. The ant hill hiding among the soft sand dunes, supported by fir trees with gnarly branches. The fox holes peeking through the uprooted tree trunks… And the birds and the butterflies… This was all to her liking.
After wandering half of the afternoon, she decided to set herself down onto a branch of a tree. It was a peculiar tree, with branches squaring into themselves, all corner turning toward a new direction. As she settled he felt the wind rustling the branches a little, and as she turned around she was surprised to find herself looking into an enormous eye. The thing looked back at her and she asked at the same time as a rumbling sound asked:
“Who are you?”