As the night got dark a cool wisp of the night air filled into Yokan's lungs, he felt himself being carried onto what felt like wood. A majority of his senses were numb, but he felt hungry to the bone. As Yokan sat still waiting for whatever dragged him to eat him, as the strong do, nothing came.
Yokan gave up anticipating death and just fell asleep, in the time that passed he woke in a small stone and wooden home. He heard laughing and what sounded like the shoveling of the dirt. Yokan sat still and realized he felt stiff from fatigue. He sensed no danger, wherever he was. So, Yokan waited for what seemed like hours, but his stomach pained him and he forced his body to move. Whatever was near him moved, and it was fast; he stopped short of standing up to stare at what it was. Yokan assumed his eyes were playing tricks on him, but whatever it was it had a horn on it's head but had the body of a Saiyan, but no tail. It was what looked to be a little girl, but didn't know what to say to her to stop her from walking out the door the next moment. Bewildered, but also thankful towards his savior, Yokan got up and waited. His hunger grew larger causing him to waiver, but never faulter.
After much noise was made outside and many voices were heard Yokan saw what looked like a Saiyan, but with no horn or tail enter. He was again taken aback, for he thought he was on his home Sadala and a tail should have been present everywhere. Instead what hit him was the realization that these creature were not Saiyans. Despite the diverse assortments of these creatures, he assumed they were peaceful, for they did not kill the weak and defenseless him. For that he was indebted to them, for that he spoke the words of thanks as many Saiyan's with the blood of the fallen would often have to utter to the blood of the strong. Instead of understanding him, they looked at him with a look of confusion, they realized he spoke a strange, but familiar dialect. They realized he wasn't from around here and spoke to him in an equally strange dialect. Realizing this Yokan muttered, "welp, guess I'll have to learn this jarble to help my saviors?"
Yokan realized they were farmers from their smell to their looks, much of their hair was caked in dirt and so he patted his stomach, hoping the message could understood. They raised their eyes, but nodded realizing that was his way of communication. They opened their stores after leading him to a rather amply stocked food storage of sorts. He didn't want to be rude and eat everything he saw so he waited for them to give him some food. They obliged with a weird-looking orangish-grey looking fruit. He sniffed it and took a bite, amazed at how bitter the fruit was, but ate it regardless. His tail grabbed a few more, because in his opinion the stronger the fruit the more strength it would give! After eating a basket the people around him looked shock, even the other farmers that were there eating their fills were amazed. After looking embarrassed and having a sighing look thrown at him by the man who lead him there he was realizing he may have eaten something the others here liked. So Yokan spat out the seeds of the apple and threw the seeds into the dirt with enough force to plant them and flexed his muscles to show he was ready to work.
The girl that followed the man laughed and the man waved his hands to show he understood. After following the man he was led to a strange iron contraption, when he helped the harvest's on planet Sadala with his mother he never saw something like this before. But the man was gesturing towards it and a strange looking four-legged creature. He saw a rope and assumed he wanted him to do something with it. So the man showed him how to tie the contraption to the 'trowel' or maybe 'plow?' Strange dialect is all Yokan could think of. But after leading the animal across the dirt he found that the plow was carving the dirt incredibly fast and so he walked faster excited finding it amazing what he didn't expect was to somehow make the four-legged animal crash into a tree. The man Sighed again and the girl looked like she was staring at an idiot. After much trial and error of learning how to lead the animal without using too much strength Yokan had it down. Yokan cleared a field that was 30 acres wide, which shocked many in the village. Many times he even hooked the plow to himself and ran at speeds faster than the Trag (the four-legged animals) could. After many days of doing farming and learning where was, all the while sleeping in a pen with hay, Yokan sat still and realized he wasn't on planet Sadala anymore and that the purple iris thing in the sky was apparently not his eye playing tricks but some sort of 'sorcery,' he didn't know what that was but it was clear the people here didn't like it. Due to learning he was somewhere hostile, but somewhere with kind people he decided to hunker-down after all there was nobody back home he missed, there were also ample fights with the wildlife coupled with the nice people n' good food.