Vexen woke to find himself in a forest like location. He felt lighter and realized his attire was very different. His gloves were gone and had no shirt to speak of. His feet were bare and had a feather anklet around his ankle. He wore a blue bare pellet around his waist with its paws melded in the back to keep the skirt like pellet around him. He walked over to a puddle to see a faded purple mask painted around his eyes and most of his upper face.
He started to walk around and get his bearings only to stumble upon Lexeaus. He looked as confused as Vexen felt. He was also shirt-less but dawned a brown cape and reddish-brown pellet that also look like it skirted around him. But a belt held his apparel up, what looked like a bore's tusks adorned either side of the front of the rope like belt. His face also had that purple paint on it, but it was three strips that got smaller as they went down the sides of his face. Vexen entertained the idea they look around and get an idea of where they were and what had happened to them.
Eventually they came to a village where people were dressed the way they were. Vexen approached one of the villagers.
"Pardon me sir but can you tell me where my friend and I might be", asked Vexen tapping on the man's shoulder.
He turned around and his eyes light up. "Ah you must be from another area of the Pupununu village. A shaman and a warrior travel pair. Good thinking", said the villager.
Vexen surmised that they must be in the main villa of the Pupununu territory. Lexeaus was a little taken back by the name of the tribe but did his best not to say it lest he loss composer. For a nobody that name could make even the most emotionless of them like Saix giggle. Vexen told his ally to split up and gather information. So, they split up and headed out to obtain Intel. A few days had pasted, and they found that the main shaman, the shaman's apprentice also the tribes chosen one, and the strongest warrior had all gone missing last week. The tribes people assumed that Vexen and Lexeaus were fill-ins for the shaman and warrior. It seemed to keep the tribe at peace and forth coming with information.
Vexen left to the outer lands to clear his head that's where he found Zexion sleeping. He had looked like he had been there for days. But something or someone kept him in good health. Vexen then noticed that he was also wearing something more attune to the tribe. His face paint was the same as Vexen's but a lot less faded. He had a cape as well, but it was over his shoulders and was connected in the front of his left shoulder. What connected it was a pendent that looked to be carved out of bone and was oddly the brandished nobody insignia. As the tribe seemed to lack shirts so did his outfit. His skirt pellet was purple with a white stripe across the center of the bushier top. Vexen surmised it to be a skunk pellet with the tail holding it up. He had an anklet too but this one looked like it was made from a binding mud like material. Vexen knelt and tried to shake Zexion yelling for him to wake. But all temps seem to fail.
Lexeaus came over after overhearing the commotion from Vexen. There Zexion was lying on the ground with no signs of waking.
"Is he breathing Vex", he asked walking closer.
Vexen put his ear to Zexion's chest. Relieved he could hear the air coming and going from his lungs. He nodded his head to his friend. Lexeaus yelled for Zexion to wake Vexen looked up to Lexeaus with Zexion on his lap.
"I already tried that", Vexen Growled.
Then Zexion started to mutter in his sleep
"w-wher- a- I", he started to wince in discomfort.