Ethan

You walked through the woods, taking in the beauty of the forest and the life that's found within it. You've always been passionate about life and what it holds, though never got to chance to look at life when you were younger. Though a faint memory always stocked with you. You always remembered a presence following you around every time you entered the forest, following you cautiously and carefully, abut never seen. You took habit in absently talking to the trees as you walk, even though you always felt weird about it. Today, you do the same. Just talking about life to the plants of the forest, when suddenly, you get a response. You jump back and spin around, scared and confused; before you see him, standing at the base of a hill a few feet away, is Ethan.