[Tybalt]

Tybalt wandered aimlessly over and under the bridges of his lovely Village. He heard two men shouting down below near to Santerrain, the farming town. He dashed closer and found a spot in a low tree to hang from to see the squabble. It was a wise looking holy man and a white-clothed fighter exchanging blows. Tybalt happened to be in an apple tree, so he decided to have some breakfast and play a little game. Each time one of the men struck the other, Tybalt would throw an apple at his head, startling him and giving the other a chance to attack. This went on for some time, and Tybalt's laughing got almost apparent.