As you pad around a mysterious flower grove, you see what seems to be a stick pick itself up and dart away and you give chase! As you race across the seemingly endless field of flowers you finally come to a halt as you've lost the mysterious figure. As you look around however, you catch the dark gray-blue eyes of a feline staring right at you through a nearby bed of moss. The singing of birds and the buzzing of bugs seem to halt as you stare into his eyes. through his eyes it's almost as if you can sense the fear behind them. The wind whispers his name, Mossfly...