Penn stood on a branch of the biggest, tallest tree he could climb and looked out at the world before him. He breathed in deeply feeling the air penetrate the entirety of his body. This world was his world to explore; everything new; everything exciting. His people's territory was vast, spanning from the mighty ocean of the south to the harsh, darkly forested borderlands of the north. Penn enjoyed searching out every inch of the lands, discovering and exploring. This was good because that was, after all, his job.
Penn was a scout for his colony. This is what he thought of himself, anyway. Truly he was a forager, exploring the lands for new