KijaniFeline

The mountains around you cradled your home village, Ruto Town. You were passing by the few houses that were located in this town, with a pail of water in each hand. Your arms were beginning to tire out from the weight of the buckets, and you were relieved to see your house just a few yards away. You quickened your pace and opened the wooden door, walking inside. The buckets were slammed on the ground, with you wiping your head. You stood up straight and stretched out the sore cramps in your body. Your family better appreciate your hard work. Now that your chore was taken care of, there was nothing stopping you from exploring the village! C