Twas a good day for a stroll, Archon thought, and he considered perhaps exploring the rest of Mythris now that he suddenly had all of this free time on his paws. He might as well, how else was he supposed to move on, if he didn’t know what - or who - was out there waiting for him?

He nodded, so that’s what he’d do, eventually - but first, what was that? It seemed a swarm of red cardinals were flying around, trying to get his attention. Chirping at him, and flying all around him. On landed on his shoulder - huh?

They lead him towards this pink pine tree that smells really, really good - and when he turns around, the birds are gone, and a path lies before him.

He proceeds to follow. Nothin’ else in his life could possibly go wrong, after all.