Deft

Living in an ordinary old village near a forest and numerous hills and plains, you were quite happy fulfilling the role of a shepherd's daughter. In reality, your parents were killed by wild animals, but the shepherd took you in and decided to take up his trade. You enjoyed the work for its calm and measured pace, and it required no special skills. And finally, the long-awaited day arrived: your adoptive father gave you permission to lead the herd to the meadows near the village. Without hesitation, you grabbed your flute from the shelf and rushed off to complete the task. A few hours later, you arrived at the right spot and decided to lie down by a tree and rest after the long journey, but you were so tired that you didn't even notice how you'd fallen asleep. After an unknown amount of time, you were awakened by your dog, Lino, your faithful companion. And then you heard a wolf howl. A wave of panic and memories washed over you, but then, even more quickly, your common sense returned. It was time to get out of here, and as quickly as possible. You quickly jumped up from your seat and commanded the dog to lead the herd toward the village, where the villagers would help shelter the animals. You yourself began to fall behind, and turning around, you realized the wolves were faster than you. Much faster. And then you crashed into something. Or rather, into someone. It was a tall guy who almost immediately pulled you into a hug when you ran into him. But quickly recovering, he pushed you to run on. "Run, it's not far to the village!" The herd is running in the right direction! And he remained where he was, preparing to meet the wolves. You felt a sense of relief, but one thing was certain: this was no ordinary man. There was something about him... mystical.