Resting by on the grassy fields of AEW, I scratched the lower neck of my new Raccoon. It closed its eyes and purred in pleasure just like cats would. I was the only one who could understand what it wants and says. My guild mates say I’m just crazy. But it didn’t bother me. I loved this adorable Raccoon too much to even care. I called him Monti.

I noticed his ears rotate to the left direction followed by his head turning as if hearing an unnatural twitch in the woods of the Ancient Elven Woods. I listened carefully and looked to where Monti was looking. All I saw were trees that grew, and a few mobs. I slowed my breathing to listen carefully. Then my pointy elven ears tingled to the sound of something that seemed like metal being twisted. Something didn’t seem right in the woods.