I mUsT FEeD
"I…owww….what? That guy tore my scarf and ate it like a War Machine! Uhh….I hope he's not still around."
Yag woke up face-down in the sand. His head hurt and his mouth felt wet. Wait, wet? I thought I just absorbed energy and didn't need to eat! He looked over and saw some scraps of torn scarf nearby, red scarf, so obviously not his. Damnit.
Sen hauled herself up. Frantically she limped a fair distance away from the danger and crouched again near some rocks. The figure was motionless for a while, but then she saw the outline of her attacker stir a bit. She thought about running. Flying was out of the question, and would be a worse option than fleeing on foot. Wonderful. The figure's head raised and began to look around, finally settling on the bits of her scarf strewn around. Sen froze.
Yag looked to the side and noticed a red cloak watching him. He stood up and meandered over to them, hoping to ask what they knew. But as he got closer, he saw that they had a torn scarf, and he instantly knew that he was responsible. They will not want anything to do with me, I'm sure. He stopped walking forward. {You there! I'm guessing I did that to you. I just want you to know that I'm sorry…I don't know what happened to me, but I'm guessing it wasn't good. I don't attack other wayfarers, so I'm very sorry about what happened…} Yag looked down, lowering his ears. He felt absolutely horrible about having been so rude and vicious to an innocent person.
So he doesn't remember? Okay…. Sen thought.
"….Yes, you did do that. You were frightening and attacked like an angry demon. I hope whatever was…possessing you…is satisfied," Sen chose her words carefully, hoping that the behavior wasn't lying dormant and waiting to strike again.
"By the way, my name is Sen. I haven't seen you around at all, and you look like you've been….around….a while," she finished lamely. Not that Sen could accurately place any details, anyway. The figure's appearance was unique to her, with the odd color and markings on the cloak and scarf. What really stood out, however, were the ears and face. I'll try not to make any remarks….
Yag lowered down to the ground to look small and not threatening and walked on all fours over to Sen. He got fairly close to her before sitting down in the sand, swishing his tail calmly back and forth.
{I don't really know what that was that took over me, or if it's out completely, but if it comes back then run, obviously. I'm on guessing that what I did was…..unpleasant to you, to say the least.} He lowered his head a bit for a moment before looking back up.
{Anyway, my name is Yag. Well, technically it's Yaguareté, but I prefer to be called Yag. I live in the Tower in the Underground. The one that heads the passageway to the bottom of the Mountain.}
Sen thought for a moment, flipping a small rock over with her foot. She looked down at Yag. "Nice to formally meet you," she said, attempting at humor. She took a half-step towards the rock and flipped back over.
"Hmm. Never heard of anyone actually staying there. I don't live anywhere, really. I kinda just find places to sleep as I go. Well, okay, I used to stay for long periods of time in a little ruin by the sliding areas, but not anymore.
"Do you live in that tower permanently? Because I've been going this whole time by myself and frankly I'd like someone to just walk around with. Even if it's the person who got possessed and tore my scarf. I can't get picky," she joked.
{Well, I'm not there now. I was working on my journey years ago. I really don't remember when, but when I reached the tower, I felt my drive gone, as though I should be there. Never did feel the urge to continue beyond there.} Yag looked off in the distance. {Now I mainly meet passing wayfarers, but no one ever is in need of my help and whatnot. I took a small break to wander back when I was suddenly overtaken by darkness and, well, you know the rest.}
"Well that's over now, thankfully. Shall we?"