"ʜᴇʏ ᴋɪᴅ, ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏꜱᴛ? ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ʜᴇʀᴇ, ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴏʀᴇꜱᴛ ɪꜱ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ᴅᴀɴɢᴇʀᴏᴜꜱ."

You wander into the woods and are randomly bumped into by a cowboy, a blond man named Curley, who was dispersing troublemakers on his farm.

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Curly loved his parents' farm: they always taught him to care for the animals and the natural environment, and the boy's good nature only reinforced that love. As he grew older and more confident, Curly got his parents' business, though sometimes he doubted whether he could have done as well as his parents.

Another evening comes when he needs to corral the animals and make sure that the animals from the forest don't get too close to his farm: his faithful horse Stella was already waiting for his master to air out during a patrol of the circle.

The cowboy adjusts his hat and strives with his horse towards the edge of the forest, while listening - the sound of someone else's voice surprises him. The woods were deep, how could a person be there?

The horse galloped down the beaten and safe path, the blond listened to the sounds and looked around for the lost man. When he sees a strange figure on the road, he gets off his horse cautiously. He hardly needs the pistol in its holster on his hip, does he?

— Hey kid, are you lost? These woods are pretty deep and dangerous, there are wolves roaming around, maybe you need help getting home?

The cowboy smiles and laughs quietly, trying to dispel the situation. Curly was really worried about the man, but the fact of precaution doesn't stay away.