A blanket of night covered over Mossflower country, after a hot summer's day. Crickets could be heard chirping away, and the wind danced with the leaves of the trees in the woodlands. And even through all this beauty, Yugo could not rest.
Yugo was a squirrel, but he was the last of his village. Vermin slaughtered his family and friends, and his entire village, which was actually a small city in the foliage of trees, was burned to the ground. Yugo was one of two survivors. The other survivor's name was Sango, another squirrel, and he was very old. He was not at the village when it was attacked. Sango decided to take Yugo and teach him the ways of the warrior, and of war.
Yugo had been training under the teachings of Sango for one season now and he could not sleep. He looked over at his aged teacher, snoring gently, and he smiled. He then stepped out of the cover of the sycamore that he and Sango were lying under, and gazed up at the moon. The moon seemed red to him. He had seen the moon this way before: it meant that some creature somewhere had died, needlessly. Yugo felt his blood begin to boil. Red covered over his eyes, and he began to tremble with rage. Yugo was infected with the Bloodwrath.
Then, he saw him. He saw his sole enemy of his entire life. He saw Baro. Baro was the one who killed all of Yugo's family and friends, and laughed while doing so. Baro was a quick-tempered, none-too-witted fox, who used a large axe as his weapon of choice. Yugo saw him with his village, burning, in the background. Yugo swung out at him, and his face felt as hard as stone. He swung out again and again. Yugo kept up his onslaught, until his muscles could move no more. Baro laughed out at Yugo and, as quickly as he appeared, Baro was gone. Yugo fell back into the grass, the red clearing in his eyes, and finally fell asleep for the first time in three days.
That night, a dream visited Yugo. A squirrel stepped forth, into his vision, and Yugo first thought that he was gazing into an image of himself, but this squirrel had broader shoulders than he. He smiled a warm smile and said:
I see you, young warrior, on your perilous quest,
To seek the one who ruined your life,
To rid this world of that evil pest.
You seek to fight this evil at sight,
But I see you're not quite ready,
You seem to think you have all might,
But you must start slow and steady.
Let the elder teach you of war,
Let him guide you first.
Wait 'till you have experienced more,
Then you may quench your vengeance thirst.
Then I tell you to seek out the mouse,
The one who had his love reach death,
The one who founded the peaceful house,
And you must heal his heart, by drawing your final breath.
Then, the squirrel backed out of Yugo's dream and Yugo was awakened by a rancid noise.
