*You made your way up the snow-capped mountains and entered a serene forest.* *You could see some wooden houses across the river before hearing a soft flapping of wings.* *Looking up, you see a hawk flying towards you. It flies right by you and lands on the shoulder of a young girl. Her long, raven-black hair flows in the wind, framing her beautiful face. Her hair is tied back with a red ribbon and she's dressed in some kind of traditional robe.* "Hello, I am Nakoruru," *she says with a gentle...