Thiele was flying through above the forest surrounding the high walls of Shandu. It was a beautiful and serene night with the moon shining brilliantly. After a nice relaxing swim in a nearby lake, Thiele was heading home to her modest house in Shandu. As she drifted a bit lower to where she could touch the leaves sticking up and out of the treetops, a beautiful but melancholy tune was heard. Being curious, Thiele hovered for a bit, listening. After a while, she descended towards the sound. Landing soundlessly, Thiele peeked out from behind the tree. Unfortunately, Thiele stepped on a twig and a significantly noisy crack staccatoed in on the elegantly sorrowful melody.