The isles were peaceful one again after Melantha was killed by the Lightstone. Everyone was in peace and in their rightful places, which didn't exclude Hoshi, Haru and Juancho. They were having a quality time after struggling.
Hoshi swam gracefully through the rivers, feeling the sun shining upon his pale skin and the warm waters bathing his body. Haru slept quietly under the trees, making good use of the shades cast upon him. And Juancho was busy getting fresh fruits from the treetops, leaping from tree to tree and carrying the fruits in a basket.
They stayed like that for the next hours, greeting the creatures that gently passed by until night settled upon them.
As nightfall descended upon the forest, the tranquility of the isles took on a mystical aura. The moonlight filtered through the dense canopy, casting ethereal beams of silver onto the ground. The sounds of nocturnal creatures filled the air, creating a symphony of nature's lullaby.
Hoshi, Haru, and Juancho gathered around a crackling campfire, its warm glow providing a comforting embrace in the cool night. They shared stories of their adventures, laughter mingling with the crackling of the fire. The bond between them grew even stronger as they reminisced about their triumphs and challenges, grateful for the unbreakable friendship they had forged.
As they savored the delicious fruits collected by Juancho, the forest seemed to come alive with whispered secrets and ancient wisdom. The gentle rustling of leaves carried a message of harmony and renewal, a testament to the resilience of nature and the spirit of the isles.
"Do you hear this?" Hoshi asked his brothers in soul while putting a hand behind his ear.
"Hear what?" Haru answered with another question.
"Sounds like speech." How weird. All creatures in that forest should be sleeping by that time, Hoshi knew that. "Extinguish the fire and go to the treehouse." He gave the order and the younger ones did as Hoshi said.
As Haru and Juancho quickly extinguished the fire and made their way to the safety of the treehouse, Hoshi remained in the forest, his senses heightened. The whispered speech grew louder, and he followed the sound, weaving through the trees with agility and grace.
In a clearing, Hoshi came upon a peculiar sight. A group of pure humans, lead by that who looked like an explorer from the movies. They held filming cameras and were talking about some dinosaurs and "the word of God".
Hoshi walked along with the group behind the shadows, not even letting his eyes glow their golden color.
"Capture everything you can around you. We want every slight hint of evidence to be included in our doccumentary." The leading man said to the others.
Hoshi decided to play with the humans to see what they really wanted. From behind the dense foliage that covered the forest ground, he turned into the Ropen and didn't let his patterns glow. The creature made a deep gurgling noise, which scared the humans.
"Did you hear that? What in the name of God could it be?" The chief of the group asked and tried to point everywhere with his fingers, motioning for his employees to record that.
The Ropen continued growling.
The Ropen's growls echoed through the clearing, causing a shiver of both fear and excitement to run through the group of humans. Their cameras focused in on the creature, capturing every movement and sound.
As the chief of the group eagerly motioned for his team to record, Hoshi, in his Ropen form, decided to play along, heightening the suspense. He flapped his wings gently, creating a breeze that rustled the surrounding leaves, adding an eerie atmosphere to the scene.
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The Ropen's Legacy
FantasyHoshi, child of the skies and bringer of time, the young guardian of a forest finds himself against a new foe every day. Either because of his magic or because of himself.
