Star that shines, is Stary there?,
I wish for you, I wish,
The first star of that night,
A path to the universe today,
Celestial shine, spark of magic,
Take my soul, I wish for a family,
Past, present and future,
Our treasure will unite everything,
One day,
Once upon a time, there was a path, a treasure map, a path for those who have the courage to start again, a unique path, a future.
But like every path already traced on a map, there always has to be someone to follow, explore, and discover, right?
Walking among bright stars, I immersed myself in the cosmic immensity. My soul, already eager to unlock the secrets that the universe held with a treasure map in hand, I walked a lonely path.
I've always been a fox who knew where to go, but who would have thought that in my first step towards my journey I would get lost, don't judge me I still have a little hope, but after falling into this abyss for so long, I feel like my map was no longer the same, the stellar lines that my soul traced on it no longer exist,
"Was the map written poorly?" Stary asks himself,
Of course, a treasure map as important as this couldn't be wrong, but,
Stary takes a deep breath "am I writing poorly? I feel so tired I could sleep 17 cycles!"
Quickly removing this idea from his head, Stary, who is lying down, tries to gather the strength to get up, however, his spirit does not have the same vocation as before, something tells him to just stay asleep,
"I lost my map, my treasure, sometimes I think I lost myself," Even though it seems like the wrong choice, Stary closes her eyes trying to sleep,
"What was this treasure anyway?"
As darkness enveloped my thoughts, a small spark of determination rose within me. It was time to face my fears and find a new path, even if it meant abandoning the treasure map that had guided me so much. I needed to trust my intuition and the celestial glow that still burned within me.
With hesitant thoughts, I began to explore new constellations, searching for clues that would lead me to an unknown destination. Each star that crossed my path seemed to whisper ancient secrets, as if they were eager to reveal a new journey to me, perhaps they were trying to help me?
As I continued forward, thoughts of uncertainty mixed with renewed hope. Did the universe still hold hidden treasures for me? Could it be that there was a greater purpose beyond what I imagined? Will my wishes come true?
Letting myself be carried away by these emotions I start to feel cold, the purest fear and cosmic cold, wandering through the shadows, ice, I feel my dark gray hair tremble, my dreams trying to find something similar lead me to think of similar things like the sea , is it possible that in the end the cosmos is not bigger than I thought?
As such a simple treasure could be swimming in this cold sea that is existence, it is definitely there in some corner of the universe.
I just hope the shining stars get there too.
"Is Stary there?"
Now this is new, this sound would be something I haven't heard in a long time!
"Is Stary there? Won't you tell me you slept 17 cycles? you know that sleeping a lot does
bad for the soul!" a faded voice says,
When suddenly the cold returns once again!
The universe decided to take revenge for the long hours Stary spent sleeping, sending a gentle hail of water droplets formed from a beautiful stalactite located at the top of her resting place,
Waking up suddenly Stary gets up like a fox scared by the sudden cold that froze her fur, after all who likes to wake up!
Scared, for being woken up in such a cowardly way, Stary, using one hundred percent of his perception, quickly looks up trying to find the person responsible for his now wet and frozen fur.
Only to realize the idiotic choice he had just made, as a result the stalactite decided to launch an attack, causing a few drops of water to fall into his violet eye,
"What's that?"Dude se yoga backwards in order to stop the stalactite attack.
"There is? How did I get here?" Looking up, Stary realizes that he was actually sleeping under a stalactite.
The second thing that Stary notices is that after waking up, his senses began to slowly return, but his vision, which is now covered by water, would not help him with much.
After cutely wiping the water from his eye, Stary realizes a third thing, yes he is completely lost, and where is he?
After all, he doesn't remember going to sleep in a dark cave in the middle of nowhere.
Stopping to think for a moment, a thought passes through Stary the thought that will change your life from now on and forever!
"I can't remember anything!"
It would be possible? stopping for a moment and looking around, thanks to his fox-like physiology his feline vision focuses dispelling the darkness of the cave around him.
Over a tiny line of moonlight, a bit magical I would say, that entered through a simple gap above the cave, Stary looks blindly at a fixed point on the stone walls around him, he states in a thin and soft voice.
"Stary that's me! That's my name, I am I am I not?" Looking at his somewhat faded gray tail he states,
"Or at least I remember who I am, I'm a fox!!" My obvious physique didn't lie, I was definitely a fox, although I never saw a gray fox, I always remembered it being like that. At least I didn't forget everything, right?
"Now stopping to think about how I ended up here?" Stary immediately notices a firm survival drive, he immediately feels the cold of the night, and obviously being in a dark cave was not the best option.
Thinking for a moment it seems like I know some things, my name for example Stary, I love my name!, I remember things like books I've read, it's so strange the feeling of knowing some things and not others,
"I can't just remember my past?" In my mind I simply exist, I really don't know how I got here, do I have a family? as far as I remember I know how to do several things, I love robotics, I love cooking, I love strawberries, I love ships, I always wanted an adventure, but not one where I don't remember who I am,
I will definitely find a way out of this! Stary motivates himself in his thoughts
"I don't usually lose my memory easily, at least not that I remember, now I better get going" gathering the necessary strength Stary starts walking around trying to find a way to get out.
Without suitable clothing for the place, but well rested thanks to the graceful place he was sleeping, gathering all the remaining determination of his tired body, Stary assumes his new imposing objective, first to leave this cave, second to find some fruit to eat, preferably strawberries, third but no less important than the rest, try to find out where he is.
Mental reminder, before I decide to lose my memory again, it would be nice if I tried to find a less risky place to sleep than under a stone spear about to fall, I don't blame her, after all, thanks to the water I woke up. I'll just try to be more selective next time.
Wandering around the place, and resisting the temptation to kick some pebbles he found along the way, Stary notices that it doesn't look like any other cave, the stones he walks through are very airy and well polished, pillars, silhouettes and ornaments don't exist anywhere. an ordinary cave right?
Noticing your surroundings, the thin lunar light immediately catches your attention, "oh a light, I see stars too." The path seemed closed with some rocks. Although easy to see, there was no space to pass.
Supporting itself on the rocks with its front paws, the rocks in its path seemed more imposing now than before.
"I remember not being as strong! At least not as I would like." Trying to fight an already lost battle with the stones, pushing or pulling, they continue unshakable.
"These rocks don't look like they're going to get out of here anytime soon" After all, how could they be rocks, this certainly didn't seem like a situation I could force my way out of.
Looking around Stary begins to ponder a question about a path to his current location, although the cave he now finds himself in was all dark, the little things he saw don't make sense for a simple cave.
I decide for a moment to ignore the temptation to continue my fight against the pile of stones, I decide to take a better look around, the moonlight, like a mentor, begins to illuminate the cave better, in Stary's current position, which previously seemed like a simple cave. now it appears much more magical, adventurous and mystical.
"Ohhh, seriously, how did I not notice this before? this was not a cave! Could it be some kind of temple?!"
With a lot of focus, before my vision was everything that a typical temple to some deity or something similar had, pillars, basic architecture, and best of all, a large statue in the center with smaller statues in the corners, very comfortable I would say. I also see that besides everything looking so old and old, things like simple vases, and places to light torches are in the corners of what should be the pillars, some still standing and others trying to do their best to maintain the structure.
An old place like this should generally have a lot of meaning from whoever built it, I've never heard of a place that built itself, should it exist? for sure! more in this situation taking into account the places for torches, so someone needed to see it to build it all.
I think I know how to get out of here, it must definitely be somewhere in this cave, temple" Stary says Starting to get excited about the idea.
Obviously Stary as an intelligent being would come up with the most correct solution of all, if you are in a dark cave and there are places to light torches on the walls, well torches light the way, more torches also hide things, the answer isobvious!.
"There must definitely be a secret passage here, it must be in one of these torches" Stary tries to pull, push all the torches in the temple, including the torches on the broken pillars, and the torches that are on the ground, you never know if the passage secret may or may not be on the floor, right?
After much reasoning and searching through the temple's torches, Stary realizes some curious things, one is that he is an idiot and that I fall like a duckling into the old cliché of secret passages in ancient temples, the other is after wasting several precious minutes of current life as a survivor with amnesia, he realized that the temple was actually not that big, with 21 pillars and 32 statues, and some braziers, however he noticed something that had been spread throughout the entire temple all this time, and it was the only thing he could remember. forgot to notice, the countless simple vases.
"Hmmmm" Stary stares at a vase that has been next to her this whole time. These vases were spread throughout the entire temple, medium, small and large, of various sizes, but all closed.
Thinking of the most obvious answer, Stary rudely kicks the rotten vase causing it to fall and the echoing sound of a beautiful vase shattering on the floor revealing something intriguing inside.
"sniff, sniff" Stary smells a strong smell in the air, "that sounds like hmm, some magical substance!"
Feeling a slight excitement Stary quickly threw herself down to try and get some in her paw, just to prove the truth it was really something a bit magical, a bit strange, it seemed to have some blue crystals in the middle, some kind of alchemy?
Finally I can get out of here if I just take one or two of these vases and place them at the cave entrance and, "Boom!!" Stary screams, hysterically with so much excitement after throwing some of the powder in her hand back onto the pile of broken vase in front of her, instantly causing some blue sparks to appear.
For some reason, in the end, the crystals weren't just charm, a chemical compound? In moments a large and powerful blue flame appears like magic, placing a beautiful and unstable blue-silver fire in the vase destroyed by Stary.
Yes, he had realized at that moment, he had fire!, but not a normal fire in a normal situation, more a magical fire in a closed room with piles of magical gunpowder.
Stary was sitting in front of the blue fire, preparing to activate his survival instincts, and use several pre-learned tutorials on how to put out an out-of-control fire, but he noticed something curious: the fire is cold!, not only that, but now the The room is finally lit, having a sense of space, he plans his plan A, he would have to think it through.
"Usually if it was explosive or something like that it would be very unstable at the moment I dropped it and the vase caught fire, new sparks were supposed to have appeared" But instead nothing happened.
Still afraid of everything exploding, before he thinks of a humiliating escape plan, he decides to think of the obvious, put his hand on top to see if it was hot, and as expected, it really wasn't, the floor under the fire was on the contrary. , freezing instead of burning,
Looking around, the giant statue in the center of the room that was previously incomprehensible, now appears to be an imposing statue of a fox, but a different fox that had several tails, it really was a very beautiful temple.
Could it be that if some of these vases were gathered together the stones on the door would explode or just freeze? Stary sits on the ground again now twice as cold as before thanks to the magical fire,
Stary comes to the conclusion he can't just stay here doing nothing, waiting for the entire room to freeze, he carefully separates some vases from the others, and stacks them in a rustic way at the cave's collapsed entrance,
"At least it's ice so there's no risk of blowing up the entire cave,"
The innocent blue flame in the center of the room dances shyly as Stary gathers all the vases away from the entrance, with fire obviously this wouldn't be the best idea, but ice doesn't explode, it just freezes!.
Stary notices that the blue flame creates some ice crystals around the fire, if this powder really manages to freeze so much that it creates crystals, then if I strategically place the vases in some places on the stones, the crystals created will be able to collapse, and I will finally have defeated the rubble,
Of course, taking into account that these vases won't be broken, I hope that when the fire starts, it will be enough to ignite all at once and create a small to medium explosion.
Really proud of himself, for having managed to delicately fit all the vases in all the randomly planned places, Stary moves a little away from the door and throws the substance again with delicate force, aiming towards the innocent vases, thus lighting several points of fire. blue flames along the collapsed entrance,
The ambient temperature quickly reduces, giving the feeling similar to being on the whole of a snowy mountain, crystallization crackles can be heard, echoing the melody on the walls of the cave temple, Stary thinks it's best to find a high point to hide, the ground can be a very effective spreader of temperature, staying in contact with it could possibly result in a future flu,
In the current situation I really better start climbing that statue soon, it's not like I have a warm bed and hot chocolate waiting for me outside,
At the base of the statue, looking back, is the entrance to the cave, the magical fire is practically covering the vases, ice crystals are already forming, but with something different, different from the flame previously located in the center of the room, crystal bases larger ones can be seen forming, does this mean that it would be possible for the crystals to completely close the passage to the outside?
Grabbing his claws and climbing faster than a frightened cat on an ornate house curtain, Stary, now safe from any icy feelings, found himself atop the head of the fox statue, but quickly, just as he was beginning to warm up, a quick gust of cold wind hit his back resulting from the cold fire, noises of magical sparks, flashes indicated a future explosion,
A brief moment of calm happens, Stary already knew what that meant, always something calm predicts a future storm, wrapping itself around its tail and waiting for the next few seconds, its current location actually had a good view of the unstable fire,
A mean freezing explosion happens!!!
In moments a powerful sound of ice, as well as a blast of freezing wind reaches Stary, immediately giant ice crystals form, growing almost to the ceiling of the cave, trails around, small and harmless crystals form as well,
Practically the only thing that exists now are piles of rubble separated and thrown from the exit, the cold night air and some trees can already be seen outside, firmaments of ice crystals are all over the front, the rubble has finally been removed. defeated!,
"Ok, it worked" Stary, acrobatic as he is, manages to climb down from the statue in the most clumsy way possible, quickly after already being on the ground running towards the exit, he feels a quick earthquake, what could it be? Something happened wrong?
Still stable because of the moment, Stary now motionless notices that in addition to being so close to the exit in a mixture of fire and crystals, a now giant stalactite of pure magical ice, grown sideways, gives rise to the explosion, damaging the upper side of one of the cave walls, incidentally in the only place where there were no support pillars,
"Jeez" Stary activates his instincts, and starts to run as fast as he can, throwing himself towards the exit, the magical fire will not burn him, half of the substance must have been burned and would no longer have any effect,
Stary feels a quick chill from jumping through the exit, but this feeling is quickly washed away by joy and relief. He was out, finally free, falling violently to the ground he could feel the soft earth, no longer stone,
Using her remaining strength and getting up quickly, Stary feels a quick sensation of heat from her effort of having managed to perform such a risky maneuver, being outside now, this hot adrenaline is quickly replaced by the cold of the night,
The Wall collapses above the entrance, opening the entire side of the temple, apparently the temple was located inside a small mountain, which is now half exposed, ice crystals now decorate the exterior, and the beautiful construction of a giant blue crystal, can now be seen emerging from within the mountain like a tree and towering a few meters above, all thanks to Stary's special escape tactics,
"Finally, phew I thought I would be frozen now, but it actually worked out" My situation now is not the best, I'm freezing, I have to think quickly,
"Come on Stary, you can do it!, it's not that hard to survive in a forest after all"
The radiant light of the magical fire has now gone out, leaving it completely dark outside the temple, leaving Stary with only her ability to see simple shapes in the dark thanks to her eye, look for food or keep warm?, a difficult answer when usually you have to survive you already know your planet,
Why the planet? Well, looking back, Stary notices something a little different, the landscape behind him doesn't look ordinary at all, the trees do, of course, but the plants were different, something he had never seen before
It seems like I'm in a forest, with pine trees to be more exact, it's pretty much at night, there's a wind, a dense fog surrounds my vision further away, looking closely, I saw some lights ahead similar to an aurora borealis further into the forest closed, right in front of me were several plants, some had beautiful blue flowers,
In front of me there were some bushes, I remember bushes having blackberries or blueberries or strawberries, I vaguely remember that I loved strawberries, but not fruits in the shape of crystals, the crystals looked like hexagons and seemed very attractive for your current hunger,
At that moment I was either lucky or unlucky, I decided to ignore the blue fruits, I wasn't hungry at the moment or at least I was trying to fool myself, as far as my knowledge takes me, unless I want to be crystallized and die, that's it. better not to eat a random fruit,
Indeed Stary found himself in a dilemma, not for a moment did he think about venturing into the forest, looking back at the same vision of chaos, only the frozen temple,
"This place isn't normal at all" Stary lets out a sigh "thankfully, I remember exactly how to get out of a situation like that," Maybe I just read it somewhere, I hope I didn't go through this before I lost my memory,
"Let's see, I just have to get up somewhere high, then just find something that looks nice and safe and walk there!"
Looking around Stary begins his investment in starting his newest project, trying to climb the temple mountain to see what's up there, luckily it's a small mountain, so it won't be that difficult, I just hope you can see something from above,
Starting his endeavor, and first looking for the best place to start climbing, Stary sees that next to the ice crystal there is a passage, with some pine trees on the side, some rocks, and a path with branches that conveniently lead to the top, It's good that anything I can hold on to the branches so I don't fall,
Not needing it anyway, his natural fox biology would help him climb it easily, supporting himself at the base and with a quick push, thanks to his mobility and his claws that help him hold on, he quickly finds himself at the top. ,
His body is rudely complaining to him, from the various acrobatics performed in that short space of time, but the view from the top took away any possible pain,
It was a really beautiful sight, what Stary saw was a typical boreal forest, a little different, some pine trees looked different, up front there was a forest that caught his attention, to the right there was a whole forest of blue trees, imposing mountains to the side. far away, that even in the darkness of the night they could be seen easily, and a giant lake on the horizon to their left,
Driven by a natural instinct Stary looks up, looking for answers looking at the cosmos, only to find a sight so beautiful that it would take anyone's breath away, the stars seemed so bright, the cosmos in its immensity was dazzling tonight, the pupil of his fox eye tries to adjust for better lighting, trying to understand the beauty, various colors filled the skies, green, purple, red, blue, it had everything that would be perfect for a painting
Sitting on an improvised bench made from a log next to him, the second thing that Stary immediately notices is the confirmation, this was not a normal planet, the imposing presence of 2 giant moons, occupying almost half of the sky,
"Wow how did I not see this before? really Stary you outdid yourself, am I really lost on another planet?" Stary tells himself
The night surrounds Stary with a magical and serene atmosphere, providing a unique and relaxing experience. As he strives to admire the scenery around him as much as possible, his senses gradually awaken after a well-deserved rest. As he looks up at the night sky, Stary is treated to a melodic concert of owl calls, which echo softly in the stillness of the night.
The cold wind gently blows through the leaves of the trees, creating a soothing whisper that blends into the environment. Despite the cold, Stary, with his fluffy fur, manages to ignore the icy sensation, allowing him to completely surrender to the experience.
Stary's sense of smell delicately picks up the fresh scent of grass and wet earth, signs that rain fell in the region a few days ago. These earthy scents awaken a deep connection with the nature around you, As the wind continues to caress your fur, your mind surrenders to the enveloping serenity of the night.
The temptation to let yourself be carried away by the relaxing night wind is strong. Stary is almost tempted to go back to sleep, surrendering to the night and its silent charms. Soothed by the soft sounds, the enveloping aromas and the comforting freshness.
The night proves to be truly calm and inviting, enveloping Stary in its soft, mysterious darkness. It is a moment of peace and renewal, where nature whispers its secrets and the purest magic.
"Wow, maybe waking up in this place wasn't so bad" Stary cheers up
"I may not know where I am, but I will try my best!"
With his eyes closed Stary takes a deep breath and stands up from the wooden log, feeling refreshed, he begins to plan his next move, looking down he begins to think,
"I really have to make a plan, let's see I was looking for treasure, I'm sure of that, I definitely had a map, but it wasn't a normal map, but I can't remember what it was, my mind is so clouded" Stary says to himself,
Stary starts to get discouraged, when he notices something, in his peripheral vision he can see a figure, he quickly turns to see, only to be surprised by nothing but the darkness of the night,
Looking ahead Stary looking at the night full of mysteries and secrets through the gloom that surrounds him, he starts to hear something, words?, trying to pay more attention, he notices whispers, voices coming around him, what could they be?
Scared, he goes into defensive mode, and tries as much as possible to raise his guard so as not to be caught off guard, after all he was no longer in normal circumstances, trying to find the origin of the voices, he looks everywhere around him, but without success. ,
Only when he focuses his attention in front of him again, he sees in the middle of the forest the vision of a specter with a long death cape and huge antlers, covered with a hood, the translucent spirit, stands there, looking directly at Stary,
Stary freezes, he definitely didn't believe in these things, in a matter of seconds he notices something curious, he notices that the specter was pointing upwards, towards the sky,
In one swift movement, Stary shifts his gaze back to the cosmos above, only to see a planet in the distance, a planet that wasn't there before, how had he not noticed it there? the voices increase, whispers in an unknown language travel around her, the cold takes over again, looking at the planet, Stary feels strangely attracted, and the planet shines a spectral light, calling Stary to it, every time Stary looks at it. the planet his vision focused on, the voices begin to fade when he notices something unusual drawn on the planet's surface in the distance,
Drawn across the entire surface, a mixture of cracks, possibly from meteorites, formed a strange design, which Stary swore he had seen before,
"A compass?" It really does look like a drawing of a giant compass on the planet, Stary thinks, but then her foggy mind thinks of the immediate answer,
At the sound of Stary's words the voices stopped and everything seemed to have a meaning again, what had been drawn on the planet really was a compass, but not for Stary, for him it was more like,
"No, A Map" Stary says
Waking up from the trance Stary immediately looks back to where the specter was, finding only trees, and darkness, nothing else.
Was it my imagination? At the same time, the voices that Stary swore she heard did not exist, but there was only the calm planet, serene in the sky, showing what Stary's objective would be, to get to her treasure map!,
Honestly, having the feeling of knowing about the existence of a treasure is one of the coolest things you can feel, in my opinion everyone should have their own treasure to look for and live their own adventures. Am I the only one looking for him? Stary deep in his soul was a little confused, as if recovering his memory wasn't already a treasure in itself,
Deep down the proud fox couldn't help but believe what his soul said, Stary felt it deep in his heart, as if he was drawn there, he knew that this treasure was bigger than himself, his soul knew,, , losing your memory may obscure your vision for a while, but your spirit is never blind to the things of the heart.
Removing the recent fear from his mind, his heart slows down, making Stary feel comfortable again to lower his guard, which was no longer of much use, besides his claws, he had nothing left to defend himself, not that it worked in spirits. or ghosts anyway,
Analyzing the planet Stary for a while he says "Okay, normally a ship can take me there easily, I guess building one isn't an option… right?"
Letting out a laugh Stary throws himself backwards in a comical impulse "ah I guess in the end building one isn't even that difficult" Of course I know, I know, I just had to have resources, some kind of energy source, manpower free of charge, lots of iron, and the same amount of liquid semi-mixed zinc for the ship's coating."
Talking to himself while playing with his tail, and seriously remembering in detail all the components to make a ship, Stary notices one thing,
"Wait a minute, how do I know all this?" Ok this was a new era, not remembering my past is one thing, but this was already too much, how did I have these memories?
Stary's memories seemed like a puzzle, very important things he didn't remember, every time he tried to think about this treasure and map thing his mind closed to him, as if a curse was stopping him, but just as easily he remembered things extremely complicated and specific, could his past really have had all that?, at least he remembered a little of who he was after all!
Memories of engine plans, war techniques, strange books, memories of himself making drawings that seemed sometimes magical and sometimes scientific, passed through his mind since he woke up, he thought they were inventions or even a dream he was possibly having in the past. moment, his past in the end was a mystery even to himself!, could these memories really be real?
Along with these mixtures of past visions came a very strong feeling, like a knife in your chest, every effort to remember things related to these scientific plans, an enormous loneliness and sadness take over your indecisive heart,
In the cold of the gloomy night stood there, Stary in the middle of an unknown forest, trying his best to ignore his sadness, shaking his head he focused on his goal again,
"It doesn't matter, at least I know what I have to do, first I'll make a shelter, then I'll explore!" Stary quickly turns to start descending the mini mountain,
With the path already made easier by his climb, in a few seconds Stary finds himself down there again, his fur was now starting to lose its power to heat, without clothes and equipment he begins to realize surviving will be more risky than he thought, looking around him he already knows where to start, he would have to check the crystal berries, the most important thing would be the food, but for that he would have to enter the forest,
Walking among the tall, leafy trees, Stary observes the details of the vegetation around him. When walking along an improvised path, he notices one of the blue trees that he had seen from above, it seems to be a very common tree on this planet, he notices that the blue trees have star-shaped leaves, dark but bright and sparkling. .
The branches seem to move delicately in the wind, creating an enchanting atmosphere. Stary reaches out her paw to touch one of the leaves and feels a soft, cool sensation in her touch, as if she is coming into contact with something magical.
Still cautious about the spirit seen before, he walks a little further through the forest, looking back over the top of the temple, it seems that Stary finally comes to her senses. I saw a ghost, was it real?, I'm sure I saw something,
"I really hope I don't see another ghost in this forest" A shiver runs down his tail, now he is much more cautious around you,
Right near the temple, a few meters further through the forest, Stary discovers a nearby stream. The crystal clear water reflects the light of the moons and stars, creating a brilliant spectacle. He approaches the stream and decides to drink some refreshing water. The cool sensation in his mouth is invigorating, and he feels a new energy flowing through his body, truly a reward for leaving the temple and climbing the mountain,
Or at least that's what he thought, going back and walking through the forest where the beautiful bushes were, Stary hears a sound, fast, shrill, and in a way proud, a loud howling sound is heard throughout the forest around him, by the sound he realizes, it is very close, the trees seem to shake, the wind helps the sound to become louder, and its tail moves at the sudden sound of inevitable danger,
Without time to react, an arrow is shot from one of the bushes where Stary was close, looking down he sees a typical arrow stuck in the ground in front of him, at that moment his instincts can only think of one thing, Run!
With her heart racing, Stary doesn't hesitate to follow her survival instincts. Without thinking twice, he launches into a desperate run through the forest, dodging trees and bushes as he tries to escape the imminent danger,
The sound of singing howls continues to echo around him, indicating that danger is getting closer and closer. Stary feels fear driving him even further, his body moving in perfect tune with the agility and dexterity that his instinct gives him,
Stary's eyes remain alert to any movement in his field of vision, looking for a possible exit or somewhere safe to take shelter. The forest appears dense and impenetrable, with tall trees and twisted branches that make it difficult to pass through.
The wind blows cold and relentless, along with the fear of being hit by a future arrow, desperate to stay alive, Stary risks looking back for a brief moment. The instant he turns his face, he sees a sinister figure emerging from the shadows, a tall wolf, looking like a werewolf, gigantic and threatening, his eyes shine with a savage ferocity and his gray fur along with his giant bow and arrow that he carried with him. rustic way in their claws, they put more fear into Stary,
The sight of the wolf drives him to run even faster, his muscles straining to the maximum, he knows he needs to find a safe place, away from the claws and fangs of the predator that pursues him. As his feet stomp the forest floor, he desperately searches for an opening, a cave, a tree to climb, or any shelter that can keep him safe.
Finally, among the dense vegetation, Stary sees a small clearing ahead. Without hesitation, he launches himself towards her, hoping to find a chance to escape there.
However, contrary to what he thought, he sees another wolf in front of him, less imposing like the other, but equally threatening, the moonlight illuminated the white fur, of course Stary also noticed the spear being held by him, as well as his clothes. tribals, the current white wolf standing in front of him looked directly at him, and with a mocking tone he lets out a smile along with a feminine laugh and says,
"Behind you little fox" She says, pointing the spear wrapped in feathers and symbols, behind Stary,
Stary's breathing becomes even more rapid upon hearing the white wolf's words. He turns quickly and runs back, only to fall victim to the feeling of a hunter's rope tying his back legs, falling to the ground before he can say anything, he feels a weight on top, another rope is placed on his back. mouth, and another quickly ties his front paws, leaving him defenseless,
These people really were experienced, they could only have made the knot less tight, he thinks, seeing in front of him a white hand appears, quickly and comically the wolf throws a shiny powder in his face, muttering Stary begins to fall asleep, powder sleep maybe?
"Really, little fox?, didn't you have something better to say, Nylay?" the gray fox says before picking up Stary on his back,
"Hey, you know I don't like that name" she crosses her arms "It's Nyla, Nylaaaa, It's not that difficult!, right? Nyla says
"Stop with the nicknames, no one from the tribe will call you that, now let's take this intruder," the gray wolf tugs Stary's tail, placing him on a support made with branches, to make transportation easier,
"Relax, he's going to sleep for a while, he's tied up, isn't he?, unless you tied it up wrong!" Nyla, take the back,
"Hey guys, you can come out, the intruder wasn't dangerous, he was just a weakling! Nyla shouts to the trees,
On the gray Wolf's back, Stary sees several others coming out of the bushes half-heartedly, a total of 10 appear mumbling random and nonsensical things,
The last thing Stary sees is the white wolf, relatively shorter than the rest, clumsily trying to grab the support he was stuck on, they don't look like him at all, they walk straight not on four legs , before going to sleep he thinks. I should have thought better before, now seriously, weakling, I didn't need all this, I'm sad,
While Stary is asleep, being carried on the gray wolf's back, he is taken deeper and deeper into the dense forest. As the group progresses, the sounds of nature envelop the environment, with owls chirping, leaves rustling in the wind and the rustling of branches beneath their feet, the sounds of nature echo around them, mixed with the murmurs of the group members.
The moonlight filtered through the treetops creates a mysterious and dark atmosphere, enhancing the sensation of being in a completely new world. The forest reveals itself to be majestic and mysterious at the same time, tall and ancient trees stand imposingly, their crowns forming a covering that filters the moonlight, the fog dissipates over time,
advances, Stary awakens from her deep sleep. He feels dizzy and a little disoriented, trying to remember how he ended up in that situation. When he opens his eyes, he sees the other members of the group that captured him.
There's the white wolf, Nyla, with her defiant expression and piercing blue eyes. His gaze conveys a mixture of curiosity and contempt towards the boy. In front of her is the gray wolf, a born leader with a firm and determined stance. Lush, colorful plants adorn the path, some known for their medicinal properties and others enveloped in an air of ancient magic. Star Lily A small plant with blue star-shaped flowers, they have calming properties, and Lunar Leaf, A plant with silvery and delicate foliage. During the night, its leaves glow softly in the moonlight, filling the group's path,
While the group
The other members of the group are wolves and she-wolves with different fur, each with their own unique characteristics and personalities, all having rustic weapons, which leads Stary to think about trying to convince them in the future based on conversation,
As Stary observes the members of the group, he notices that they all have tribal markings on their bodies, some paintings and sacred runic symbols that represent their identity. Each wolf and she-wolf has a specific role within the group, either as skilled hunters, others seem to have more armor, while others don't even have weapons,
Stary decides it's time to talk to them, understand their intentions and explain his presence in that unknown forest, he struggles to speak even with the rope still in his mouth.
"Please let me go hmm," he begs in a hushed voice. "I'm not a threat, I just woke up in this place. hmmm I can explain..."
Nyla is the first to notice that Stary has woken up, no longer carrying him, she is still walking beside him with the spear in her hands, guarding him, shouting to the group,
"Hey little fox, are you awake?" She speaks pointing the spear closer,
Unexpectedly another much taller wolf like shadow comes from behind Nyla, slapping her on the back of the head in a rude manner I would say,
"Really? Stop calling him a little fox, or you won't go on patrols with an agent anymore", the wolf, clearly being his superior, says,
Stary observes the interaction between Nyla and the tallest wolf, noting the power dynamics within the group. He notices that Nyla, despite being outgoing and playful, seems to receive little consideration from the other members of the tribe. His blue eyes, full of life, show a mixture of frustration and determination, he may well use this to his advantage in the future,
Stary seeing this takes the opportunity to try to communicate with her. Even with the rope still in his mouth, he gestures with his eyes towards Nyla, trying to show that he wants to talk to her,
Nyla, noticing Stary's interest, steps forward, momentarily ignoring the taller wolf's orders. She smiles at Stary, an expression that seems to show relief at seeing something new.
"Hi, sorry for calling you a little fox," Nyla says in a lower tone of voice, momentarily ignoring the consequences of her actions.
Stary observes the confidence shining in Nyla, feeling a connection with her own struggle for acceptance and recognition, however from this Stary begins to think of a way to let go, analyzing a possible escape route, or trying to predict her future, where Is he being taken?,
As Stary thinks, other members of the group begin to whisper among themselves. A wolf with dark and imposing fur, with yellowish eyes, decides to break the silence and address Nyla,
"What are you doing, Nyla? You know very well that you must follow orders, we don't know, this guy could be with humans, or worse with evil spirits, we are not here to play games Nyla", says the wolf of severe form,
Nyla says softly, "ok! I'm still going to future escorts, right?"
The wolf simply ignores her, turning his attention to the front of the group, walking to talk to the leader,
Stary watches the group interact, realizing that despite their differences and banter, they form a strong unit. There is a sense of camaraderie and loyalty between them,
However, Stary looking down sees a glimpse of something very strange, something that definitely shouldn't be there, a piece of metal, something like scrap metal, just lying in the middle of the road that the group was passing by carrying it, how did they not notice? until that moment Stary thought that, given the ancient weapons, and the tribal way of his pursuers, he swore that this planet would be very technologically backward,
But was there hope of building his ship? and another, if the planet already had the knowledge to manufacture things with metal, why do they still use bows and arrows and wooden spears? Questions still unanswered?
Looking around at the forest, lost in attempts to create plans to get out of his current situation, Stary begins to focus his vision between the trees, it seems that his senses have returned, it really was a sleeping powder, luckily it was poorly done, the effect ended not lasting as long as the wolves wanted,
"Phew" Stary says softly
After an hour of walking, the forest around it still remains night, probably early in the morning, everything suddenly seems so quiet, all the animals seem to have slept, the wind has stopped, and nothing can be heard in the forest, just absolute silence,
As the surrounding forest remains profoundly silent, a mysterious atmosphere surrounds the group. Stary focuses his vision between the trees, trying to identify any sign of opportunity, or a possible escape route. Their keen senses pick up small movements in the shadows, as if a giant rock were moving,
A tall shadow, big enough to cover almost half of one of the trees, when Stary looks at it, he swears he saw the object move, but at the end, his vision can't focus completely, it should just be a rock,
Stary then turns his eyes to Nyla, only to find her looking directly at him,
"Hi" Stary says muffled because of the rope,
"Hi" Nyla says,
"Don't even think about running away, okay" Nyla says, letting out a simple smile at the end,
"Hmm" Stary rolls her eyes,
Looking back at the forest passing by his side, only to see yet another strange phenomenon happening in his day, as if the temple with the lack of memory wasn't enough, and the spirit with the wolves, now there's a stone following the group, looking to the side, there is the same stone from moments ago that should have been left behind in the forest. It was there, standing in the distance amidst the trees and night darkness,
Looking closely, this time trying to focus on more details, Stary manages to be much more noticeable, and can quickly spot more details of the shadow, two red eyes staring back at him, as if analyzing his soul, but something more intriguing, following below a row of three other dim blue lights, flash every second,
His eye focuses on the curious shadow, he can see, in the distance, the shadow moving to the side, following the movement of the group, only for a few moments later, while Stary was more focused than ever, following the movements together than he thought. being a stone, there would soon be a lapse that would solve this mystery,
Step after step were heard from the group of wolves walking, it seemed that not one of them had noticed the figure following them, Stary but totally concentrated is rewarded for his attention, still following in his gaze, the shadow falls into a trap of the night
Walking forward a little, the mysterious shadow ends up going to a small, tiny clearing between the trees, where a flash of light from the twin moons that the planet had on the planet passed through, making its shape momentarily revealed to Stary,
When the light revealed itself, Stary saw the truth, it wasn't a shadow!, dark metal plates could be seen, a plate with gears and four metallic legs, they gave the base to what seemed to be some robot or mechanoid, immediately the machine returns to darkness, leaving Stary still processing what he just saw,
Stary is stunned by the revelation of the metallic figure that was following him. Your mind begins to connect the dots, trying to comprehend the presence of this mechanical creature in an environment dominated by tribal wolves,
As the pack of wolves continues to advance, Stary feels a mixture of curiosity and growing apprehension, he can't shake the feeling that something much bigger and more complex is happening than he initially imagined. Could this robot be a local creation? Or would it be a technology brought from elsewhere?
Stary turns to Nyla, her violet eyes full of questions. She seems to have noticed his confused expression, but quickly looks away, pretending nothing happened,
Meanwhile, the group of wolves continues to advance, without seeing the presence of the mechanical creature nearby, Stary decides to remain alert and observe every movement of the metallic shadow, even if it remains hidden in the darkness of the forest,
With each step taken, in the distance the machine seems to get closer and closer to the group, Stary feels a shiver run down her spine, a feeling that the robot's presence is more than a coincidence,
As Stary ponders these questions, a new revelation appears before his eyes, the metallic figure emerges from the shadows again, but this time closer, he can see the intricate details of its gears and the way it moves in a precise and calculated manner. , moreover he sees something that scares him deeply,
Next to the robot, the subtle lunar light, revealed installed on its side, was a machine gun, subtly Stary tries to see more, but the approaching robot returns to the darkness,
Wait a minute, I saw that, what did I see? Stary analyzes quickly, looking at the appearance of the strange weapon, an answer comes to mind, it was a .50 caliber machine gun, 12.7mm ammunition, this would definitely cause a catastrophe, the robot seems to analyze the group of wolves, its sensors probably mapping and recording each participant,
Stary feels a mixture of fear and urgency when he notices the presence of the machine gun on the robot, he knows that a .50 caliber weapon can cause significant damage, he just doesn't know where he knows all this from, the machine can certainly pose a threat deadly to the group of wolves, with his heart racing, he decides to act quickly to warn the wolves about the robotic threat.
Stary starts to shake and try to scream, trying to get the attention of any of them, the wolves look at Stary, his ears pricked up and his eyes showing a mixture of curiosity and distrust, looking at Nyla, he tries to shake his head towards her. the forest, but without success, they just wouldn't trust someone random like him,
The robot got closer and closer to the group, and more and more despair took over Stary, until finally after a few meters, it became impossible for the wolves or any living being, not to hear the different noises that were coming from the forest,
Finally, the group members begin to notice peculiar noises coming from the forest. Their ears perk up, their noses sniff the air, and the tension spreads between them, but too late,
The leader of the group tilts his head towards the forest, picking up the abnormal sounds, his orange eyes shine with a mixture of alertness and distrust, he emits a low growl, signaling to the group that something is not right,
However, before they can react, the robot steps in front of Night and darkness.
Its metallic presence is revealed in the light of the twin moons, as its gears move with precision and agility, the sinister glow in the robot's red eyes reveals its hostile intent, before anyone there can act, who were previously so quiet. which was almost imperceptible, now releases a sharp noise that travels throughout the forest region,
Along its surface, Stary sees several gears in motion, each one fitted with precision to ensure the efficient functioning of the mechanoid, before at night there was not even a sound, now it was filled with a noise similar to that of a clock,
Its body is a marvel of mechanical engineering, with plates of dark, polished metal covered in battle marks and scratches, the intricate details of the gears and joints showing the complexity of its design.
"Demon!" The leader of the wolves shouts,
The robot points its .50 caliber machine gun towards the group of wolves, and a sequence of deafening shots echoes through the forest. Bullets tear through the air, exploding the trees behind creating a pandemonium of wooden splinters,
However, even with their sharp instincts and keen survival skills, the wolves are at a disadvantage in the face of the machine's firepower, some are hit by the bullets, letting out howls of pain and colliding with the ground.
A shot hits the wolf that replaced the leader who was previously carrying Stary, who after the collision, lets go of the support of branches to which Stary was tied,
His vision quickly turns to find Nyla, who was behind him, now next to him, lying on the ground covering her ears to avoid the loud sound of gunshots,
"Hey" Stary shouts as loud as possible to get Nyla's attention, looking to his left, he can see a small hill, which lowered itself next to him, leading to the continuation of the forest,
Quickly Stary rolls, still tied to ropes, down the hill, slamming his back into a tree,
Nyla, seeing her act of cunning, lets her instincts guide her, and follows Stary, throwing herself down with him, the adrenaline doesn't let her think, just in shock at having seen something, which she never expected to see so soon in her life. ,
With a heavy heart and her green eyes full of tears, Nyla helplessly watches her group being targeted by the devastating attack, she feels a mixture of anger, sadness and despair as she sees her companions being slaughtered by the unstoppable bullets,
Upon realizing Stary's cunning in throwing himself down the hill, Nyla knows she needs to act quickly to free him from the ropes that hold him, with trembling hands and frantic movements, she pulls and cuts the ropes with her teeth and claws, freeing him. ,
She even thinks for a moment about trying to go back, go back, be brave and try to fight the creature, but a simple bow and arrow didn't seem capable of defeating the mechanical demon,
Stary, now free, feels a mix of relief and gratitude that Nyla took the initiative to help him, without time for words, they look at each other with determination and decide to run into the forest, seeking shelter and distance from the killer robot,
Nyla leads the way, moving with agility and confidence through the trees, while Stary follows closely behind, using her keen senses to avoid obstacles and find the best path, her nose sniffing the air for imminent danger.
With each step, Nyla feels a mixture of pain and sadness, her mind remembers the image of the wolves that were killed, a sense of deep loss and the need to survive takes over her, how can something so deadly and ruthless exist in the world?
As they run, Nyla can't avoid the sound of gunshots still echoing in the forest, mixed with the anguished howls of the injured wolves, these sounds become a constant reminder of the brutality they face and the urgency to escape the robot's reach, it doesn't seem like that anymore. haunt her every night from now on,
She breathlessly breathes forest sounds and noises fill her escape. She looks back briefly and sees the ominous figure of the robot receding in the distance, but the sense of danger is still there, she knows they can't stop, they can't let their guard down, she can't let herself be caught, not again,
After countless minutes of intense running, Nyla and Stary manage to find a safe spot in the forest. Their hearts are still racing from the adrenaline of escaping, but the feeling of relief is slowly beginning to set in.
The moon shines in the starry sky, spreading a soft silver light over the forest, silence envelops the environment, interrupted only by the soft whisper of the wind in the leaves and the distant murmur of the streams,
Stary is by his side, offering him silent support. They look at each other for a moment, sit against a tree, sharing the pain and terror of that traumatic experience,
The comforting silence surrounds them, only interrupted by the occasional call of a night bird, the newly acquired aura of tranquility seems to calm their tired minds and frantic hearts,
Amidst the calm, Stary decides to break the tense silence and speaks softly: "Nyla, right? That's your name?, are you okay? I... I'm so sorry for everything that happened. I can't even imagine what you're passing by",
Nyla takes a deep breath, fighting back the tears that threaten to escape her eyes as the weight of past memories washes over her, she struggles to maintain her composure, but the pain and anger builds up inside her, its claws now digging into her chest. at which they make her shrink in the current tree she is sitting on, she responds with a trembling voice,
"this can't be happening again, I should have protected them, I may be the weakest, but I always had courage, I should have helped them, not run away",
Stary looks into Nyla's eyes, understanding her pain and self-criticism. He places a comforting hand on her shoulder, offering her support, even though he doesn't know her, he feels like part of this is his fault too,
"Look I know it must be hurting, forgive me I really should have tried to warn you sooner, I know you captured me more" Stary stops for a minute not knowing what to say to the wolf who a few hours ago tried to capture him ,
"Thanks for being nice to me back there, and for saving me too" Stary says a little sad for Nyla,
Nyla's gaze softens upon hearing Stary's words, she recognizes the sincerity in her voice, Stary's comforting paw on her shoulder conveys empathy and a sense of connection that Nyla didn't expect to find in someone she pursued,
She slides her claws out of his fur, letting out some blood and releasing the built-up tension. The tears finally stream down her face, and she can no longer hold them back. Her voice is embarrassing when she responds to Stary,
"I... I can't blame you, you know, you were just trying to escape from the beginning, you don't have to apologize, I was the one who tried to capture you", Nyla tries to comfort Stary back,
"It's okay, you haven't hurt me so far, you even tried to talk to me at that time, I really don't hold a grudge against you" looking at her Stary lets out a smile trying to cheer up Nyla
"You really are a very good hunter, I didn't even hear you coming" Stary states,
"Thanks!" Nyla lets out a small smile, looking at Stary,
Their breathing follows a peaceful rhythm, following the soft sounds of nature around them, the stars seem to shine brightly, as if they were silent witnesses to this unlikely encounter, time seems to slow down, allowing Nyla and Stary to appreciate the stillness and the beauty of the night,
"If you don't mind, what's your name?" Nyla says suddenly,
"You heard mine before, I'm curious to hear yours too", She looks at him waiting for an answer,
"I'm Stary, nice to meet you" Stary says smiling,
"ha I liked your name Stary" Nyla says, feeling better,
"Look, I'm going to look for some branches and we can build a fire, what do you think, Stary?, you can look for some here too" Nyla seems to have a plan so that we don't stay out at night feeling cold, besides, a fire can help a lot we get warm,
"Could it be! I'll help as much as I can" Stary says trying to sound motivated,
"Okay, I'll look over there," Nyla says with a somewhat discouraged tone,
In the midst of this heartfelt conversation, Nyla begins to gradually move away from Stary, the pain and anguish she has hidden for so long finally emerges, threatening to imprison her, she stands up, moving away from Stary's vision, towards a nearby tree,
She walks a few steps, away from his view. The pain becomes unbearable, and she can no longer contain the emotional storm within herself. She approaches a nearby tree and breaks down in tears, screaming in frustration and sadness,
Stary, on the other side, can't hear Nyla's screams and crying.
He is deep in his own thoughts, trying to comprehend the magnitude of what he had just faced, he hopes that time will help heal the wounds and she will find a way to move on,
Tears flow incessantly down Nyla's face, mixing with the blood that still escapes from her claws, her sobs are muffled by the dense darkness of the forest, as if the environment itself absorbed her despair, each tear shed is an echo of her own weakness, a reminder of a past failure,
Violently scratching the tree in front of her, a habit she picked up whenever she had to vent her sadness, in the midst of her dark daydreams, a small ray of light penetrates her consciousness,
She remembers Stary, her support and her words. Does Nyla realize that even in her own emotional abyss, she may have found an unusual possible friend? at least he's trying to help her, something his tribe had never done for her,
With determination, she stands up, wiping her tears and cleaning the blood-stained claws on her legs, Nyla takes a deep breath, trying to hide her sadness and regain her composure,
Returning to the clearing where she was, she approaches Stary, maintaining a serene expression, but the traces of pain are still present in her eyes,
"Sorry about before Stary" she says forcing herself to be excited with a smile,
Stary looks at her, her violet eyes revealing empathy,
Nyla feels a comforting warmth as if everything will work out in the end,
She knows that, even in her vulnerability, she found a true friend and unexpected support in Stary, who knows that this meeting wasn't so bad after all,
And so, Nyla and Stary continue their journey into the forest.
The dawn, which once seemed so frightening and oppressive, now turns into a symbol of rebirth finally coming to an end. Under the timid glow of dawn, side by side, sharing the burden of their past experiences and discovering hope in the midst of darkness,
Your next steps? Try to survive,
After a well-deserved time of rest to reinvigorate your energy, walking to try to get as far away as possible and find a safe place, the sun begins to rise shyly over the horizon. The first rays of light cross the treetops, painting the scene with golden and orange tones.
"Nyla, did you manage to get sticks for the fire?" Stary says, as new rays of light shine upon him, trying to break the silence and start a conversation, as they walk side by side,
Nyla, trying not to remember the shame of having cried around someone else, especially someone she doesn't know that well yet responds shyly,
"Sooooo, you know, I even tried, but I didn't find one", she says shyly, "It's not like we need a fire right now, look, it's almost dawn" Nyla says,
Birdsong echoes through the air, soft melodies that intertwine in a harmonious symphony, flowers now seem more vivid and visible, while small animals venture out of their hiding places looking curiously at the two in the distance, beginning to tranquility and calm. promise of a new day.
But the morning air remains cold, The cool morning air caresses both of their fur, giving Nyla a fresh air, while Stary receives it with an icy air, he has already seen ice and felt cold enough for today,
Shivering in a corner against the canopy of one of the pine trees, Stary shivers with a little cold under a ray of light,
"I think we can continue and try to walk a little further, I hear the sound of water nearby, maybe a river?" Stary says shaking a little,
Stary gets up, as they walk a little further, he can't help but admire the landscape that reveals itself before them, it seems like they are arriving at a new clearing,
Nyla notices that Stary is cold, looking at herself she sees herself comfortable with the air, possibly because of living in the forest and the cold of the region, she thinks about helping the poor cold boy, offering her fluffy tail could help him. with the cold, she thinks,
Nyla quickly shakes her head, refusing to think about the idea of helping someone weaker than her, after all she owes nothing and doesn't he? he's being nice, but I'm going to keep taking him to my tribe in secret, and fulfill my mission, she thinks, motivated to prove herself to her tribe,
Twilight Flowers, can be seen at some points along the way, with a deep orange-yellow hue during the day, but as the sun begins to set, they turn into a vibrant orange-violet, similar to the sky on the horizon, now like light. begins to light up around him, Stary he sees the true beauty of this planet,
Dawn is a reminder that life goes on,
The forest stretches beyond the horizon, with pine trees that seem to touch the sky, their sturdy trunks are covered in grayish bark and a dark texture, protecting the tree from the relentless cold of the seasons, with the same star shape that Stary saw before,
Passing by a recognizable bush, Stary focuses his attention on its side, they are the same bushes with crystals that he saw at the exit of the temple,
"Hey I've seen these bushes before, what are they?" he points to the bush looking at Nyla,
"Ha, they are ice star bushes, the name sounds scary, but their crystal fruits are really good!" Nyla says excitedly, "You can get a Stary, they are sweet too,"
Stary looks at the bush curiously and slowly approaches, the bush's ice crystal leaves glow with a bluish hue, reflecting the dawn light.
"Just be careful" Says Nyla, "The leaves are almost like ice knives, they can cut easily",
Carefully, he reaches out and plucks one of the crystal fruits, observing it with admiration, the fruit is really a crystal and has a soft glow, reminiscent of a piece of crystalline ice, he takes the fruit to his mouth and takes a bite. .
The flavor is surprisingly sweet and refreshing, like a perfect combination between the sweetness of fruit and the freshness of ice. It really looks like blueberries only with mint and ice cubes, colored with crystallized sugar,
"It's really good!, I should have tried it before, it's really like strawberries", Stary seems very excited now,
Nyla watches with a smile on her face as Stary enjoys the fruit.
A thought quickly comes to her mind, what is a strawberry? Has he never eaten these fruits before? serious? Everyone must have eaten this several times, stopping to think, where did it come from? and why was he near that abandoned place? Nyla stares at Stary walking in front of her,
Walking towards some trees, the river that Stary mentioned soon reveals itself in the distance, its clear waters flowing smoothly and calmly, the two now located in a good spot, they decide to sit down and plan their next steps,
They arrived at the clearing, and with plenty of space, the surrounding area is surrounded by tall, leafy trees, which offer protection and shade, it was also very close to the river, a really good location to stay for a while
The comfortable clearing that Nyla and Stary have found is bathed in golden sunlight that filters through the tops of tall trees, the sun's rays creating a play of shadows dancing beneath them as the wind blows secrets away,
Next to the clearing, there is a possibly freshwater river, looking between the trees in the distance the water is crystal clear and refreshing, suitable for drinking, around the fountain, aquatic plants with broad and bright leaves grow, creating a serene scene,
Soon, a little in the distance, Stary sees the imposing figure of several mountains with ice on top, and next to them large rocks a few meters away, indicating another small mountain,
Stary notes that the clearing is full of natural resources. There are smooth, rounded stones, perfect for construction and as a base for a fire. Fallen branches and dry leaves are scattered across the ground, ready to be collected and used as raw materials, in addition to lots and lots of trees,
It really was a good place to build a base, there were all kinds of resources here,
Nyla takes some large logs that were nearby and places them in the middle of the clearing, facing each other, perfect for building a fire in the middle, really a great demonstration of strength from the young wolf, these logs seem to be quite heavy, Stary looks with admiration and curiosity,
Sitting down on one of the logs, he finds himself facing Nyla, who has now just sat in front of him at a reasonable distance,
Stary now with the serene sunlight, he looks at the white wolf in front of him, Nyla seems much happier, he thinks, now with his thoughts in order he can't help but notice some details in the wolf, the first thing he notices is that Nyla is really short compared to the others, she is almost her size but taller,
He notices the delicacy of her features, the softness of her white fur and the grace with which she moves. every movement is a subtle dance, mesmerizing you and holding your attention,
His white fur is actually more charming bathed in daylight than night, his clothes are actually a little torn, with more details he sees before his drawings are still visible, although stained by the events of the previous night, his colored clothes light gray then somewhat tattered, braided colored ropes run through details in her clothing, and some in her hair,
Stary notices that, although Nyla has characteristics similar to a wolf, such as her white fur and sharp claws, her way of walking is different, she moves deftly with just two paws, like a human, which is curious for Stary. Furthermore, he realizes that despite her werewolf appearance, Nyla also exudes femininity and strength.
Nyla was definitely a strong girl, Stary to think optimistically,
Stary notices that Nyla, now sitting on the log with her head down, is scratching it in an embarrassed way because she feels forced to start a conversation, trying to make some possible drawing, Stary only identifies scratches in the wood,
"So Stary how are you?" Nyla now looks directly at him,
As their eyes meet, Stary looks at her only to notice the color of her emerald green eyes,
Nyla, now also having the same look as him, feels encouraged to also explore Stary's strange look,
She notices some things too, his dark gray fur, like the night, his beautiful violet eyes similar to that of a feline, in fact all of Stary was exactly like a fox, there were claws, but unlike her, Stary actually walked on four legs, She usually only walked like that when she wanted to run faster, she had gotten so used to walking normally that it now seemed strange to her, how did he manage to climb things like that?