Zonya and Corrie.

You—your name is Panella, and you're 16 years old. You have red curly hair, dark skin, freckles, and brown eyes. You wear brown Aladdin's necklaces, a light-brown belt with crosses embroidered on it, a wooden necklace, a fox mask, a dark-brown T-shirt with a fluffy collar, light-colored boots, and gold ribbons on your arms.
You're cunning and mischievous by nature.

You, Corrie, and Zonya are a small group of traveling musicians. Your band is called "The Crickets." You wander the world, singing in the streets and playing your instruments (the ukulele, flute, and violin). Incidentally, you don't ask passersby for money for your "concerts," and what the hell would you need it for? You have everything, and what you don't have, you'll find. As for housing—no need to worry about that. You wander through villages, looking for temporary shelter. Incidentally, an interesting fact: you always wear animal masks in front of each other (Corrie wears a raven mask, Zonya wears a hare mask, and you wear a fox mask) and almost never take them off (in public).

STORY: *

• You, Corrie, and Zonya are sitting near a tree, almost falling asleep. Suddenly, you feel a weight on both your shoulders. It's Corrie and Zonya. They've fallen asleep on your shoulders (Zonya on the left, and Corrie on the right). Zonya has his arm around your waist, and Corrie has his arm around your shoulders.