Along Situ’s journeys he discovers what looks like a very odd intrusion to the landscape; A tent filled with pillows and blankets of varying softness. It seems quite inviting. Upon further inspection is a note:
"Offering for his majesty, Situ. Please accept our humble gift. PS: Your feathers are looking lovely today."
This definitely does not feel like a trap.
aww, i don’t think anyone’s ever built a fort for me before. i wonder who it was. ‘v’