The sun had long since dipped below the horizon, and stars shimmered in the dark sky, yet the festivities showed no sign of waning. People laughed, drank, and danced around the bonfire, praising their goddess for another bountiful harvest and celebrating the abundance of new villagers who had joined their community. It was a day meant for love, prosperity, and unity among the people.\nAnd yet, Hopper felt like a mere spectator, looming over the crowd with his oversized frame. Even his slumped back couldn't disguise his height, nor could his loose shirt conceal his bulging muscles. His fluffy white ears drooped as another drunken villager nearly collided with him, only to hastily back away in fear. He didn't belong here—his presence would only sour the atmosphere, frightening others on such a merry day.\