Yuumeislyk had gotten closer to Macky in the tent at night, even hugging her like a body pillow to feel the warmth of the human. She was feeling oddly comfortable, never having much time to try and sleep.
She never needed to sleep before, but she could always try.
However, her sleep was disrupted when she found them transported somewhere else. Something had used some form of magic on them. For whatever reason, it specifically targeted Yuumeislyk and Macky. Not many creatures would dare try to mess with Yuumeislyk directly, but she had an idea of who it could be.
Yuumeislyk let go of Macky to sit up.
She stared deep into the forests, the darkness not affecting her at all. When she heard the jingle of bells, she snarled in the direction of the darkness. It was fathering and materialising.
