Unnerved, you dismiss the child with a flick of your wrist, delving further into the field.
You grow anxious as you continue to mull over the familiarity of this place. After what felt like an hour of walking, a forest pulls into view.

A comforting voice calls for you.

"Jani?"

You look in the direction of the voice - in its place is the silhouette of an equine.

You recognize that voice. Sweet, jovial, almost cartoonish.

No, perfectly cartoonish.
It belongs to Violet Wishes, your favorite character from anything ever.