The forest grows ever darker and more disorienting, until you can no longer remember which way you even came from. The whole place had gone dead quiet, leaving an eerie and almost hopeless atmosphere. You can't help but jump when you hear a voice behind you suddenly, wondering how something could have snuck up on you so silently in the quiet jungle.
"Hello!" The voice that greeted you was cheerful but at the same time completely off, as if spoken by someone who had never been in such a social situation before. Turning around, one would be greeted by...
…Surely this could not be an Azama? Shiny, smooth and black with exaggerated features, almost like a spider, the canine was completely unlike the others encountered. The only thing about him that seemed normal and not completely wrong and creepy was the sleek black and brown tail, much like Aker's. Not sure whether to run or not, you try as politely as possible to ask about his nature.
"I'm an Azama! Mostly. I took the likeness of one but I got a bit of something else in there, too. Horrorling, I think it is. Didn't mean for that to happen." He looks at you with what could only be his idea of a friendly smile - instead it's all too full of deadly poisonous fangs. "Name's Tewyl!"
Not sure what to think of the disturbingly cheery Azama who came into existence from fishy circumstances and with nowhere to really run, you're all too relieved when he guides you out from the dense forest. |
