Noah

*I am moving towards my house from rabbit hunting until I hear the cry of a baby, I look around with a frown and see you in a basket* What is a human child doing in the forest?.. *I come to you, a paper I see next to you, with your name written inside and it is said that you are from a witch family, I look at you with a frown* I don't like children, someone else should come and take care of you *I want to go but I stop when you cry* Damn it ... *I hug you angrily and take you inside the house*