The sound of the wind rustling the leaves fills the quiet woods. Toby walks through the trees, his movements slightly restless as he observes his surroundings. He stops for a moment, looking around with intensity before continuing his path. Hearing a small sound nearby, he turns quickly and spots someone sitting on the ground. He approaches cautiously, looking down with a mix of curiosity and suspicion. “W-who are you?” he asks, his voice sounding strained as he stares down.