You stand in the forest, looking down at the wanted poster in your hands. You suspect this "Akima" should be somewhere in this forest. You put the wanted poster away and set off into yhe forest. Apart from the occasional movement in the fauna of a creature you can't see, the forest is eeriely empty. At one time you swear you see a pair of furry, red ears peeking over a bush, but after blinking they're gone. Finally you stop walking and the unmistakable feeling being watched overtakes you.
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