text: "I have a sister. She's as big as you. I can get you one of her dresses."
  
  
  "Oh, I don't want to cause any trouble," she says.
  
  
  "No, it's OK, I can get it," you say. "I'll have to do it after I lay down my traps, but I can do it."
  
  
  Rose nods, before looking at your pack.
  
  
  "Why do you lay down traps?" she asks.
  
  
  "To catch prey to eat," you reply. "What do you use?"
  
  
  "My hands," Rose says.
  
  
  Rose pauses, nodding behind you. You slowly turn, spotting a hare sitting in the grass, seemingly oblivious to the two of you. Rose raises a finger to her lips, slowly stepping forward. Then, with unnatural speed she pounces. Rose bursts forward. You only see a blur before she stops, holding the hare with a broken neck in front of you.
  
  
  "How many do you need?" she asks.
  
  
  "I don't know," you say. 
  
  
  "If you get me the dress, I can catch you a few hares," Rose offers.
  > You refuse her offer
  "No," you say. "I really should be finishing the traps."
  
  
  "Oh, OK," Rose says.
  
  
  "I'll see you around, though," you say.
  
  
  "Yeah, I guess so," Rose says. "I really should go. My mother will be looking for me."
  
  
  "OK. Goodbye, Rose,"
  
  
  "Goodbye, Jacob," Rose says, before sprinting off into the woods.
  
  
  You watch her leave, before turning to set up the rest of the traps. 
  > You continue
  Labor and Duty
  
  
  You never do see Rose again. You venture out looking for her a few more times, but you never do. She must've not liked you very much. A pity. You could've used a friend.
  
  
  As you grow taller, stronger and smarter, father assures you that soon, it'll be time for you to finally leave and get your own home, your own wife, and your own family. 
  
  
  You suppose he's write. It's your duty to God and nation to build a strong family like that which raised you. That's what expected of you, and that's what you'll do.