The forgotten Village I.

The majestic donkey galloped like a dignified mare, HeeeeeHawwww! Its refined bray pierced the ears. The brat looked down at Cain, glancing back and forth between him and the girls.

Hop, he quickly got down and approached them, "Maladies. Can I help you anyway?" The kid asked in a slick and smooth voice, putting a hand behind him and one on his chest, slightly bowing ahead.

The kid completely ignored Cain's existence. He didn't take that nicely. "You brat!" Cain growled, slightly annoyed at the act.

"Rowan!" A loud voice called out in anger, "Didn't I tell you to keep an eye on the cows? They got into James's farm!"

Rowan turned back in fear, looking for the cows, they were really on James's farm, and the old man wasn't lying.

"Sorry maladies, just need to take care of some urgent business that endangers the lives of people!" Rowan quickly got back on his donkey, HeeHaww! Galloping with the winds.