After wrapping Tum-Mah's hand to stop blood from getting on everything, Tum-Mah was teaching Zuccia and Tul-Luh to make ornaments with a smile. Zuccia noticed how Tum-Mah looked at ease with what she was doing. In all honesty, Zuccia found it amazing.
After a while with Zuccia trying to make a green wolf ornament, and failing horribly, he felt a drive through his body as he put on his wolf mask. The entrance near Beltha, which was a bit north of them, flashed into his mind as he jumped up in the trees. Zuccia felt the wind pass by him as he swung in the trees for five-ish miles.
When he got to the entrance near Beltha, He looked into a clearing that had a soft golden glow in the morning light. On the ground, he saw a young...he wasn't sure what it was. Though it looked male and female alike.
It had bright green hair that stood out to Zuccia almost immediately, it was long and tied into a high ponytail. Zuccia watched for a few moments as the interesting...thing was looking around confused. It had a medieval-style white shirt. One like Zuccia remembers seeing in movies his brother liked to watch long ago in the city. The wind rushed around Zuccia in an almost calming manner. Zuccia understood it as Kala-Tral's soul telling him that this person is safe.
Trusting that the Gat-Hac wouldn't want to hurt him, Zuccia climbed down "Hello." he said sternly as the thing turned around to look at him. The thing had side swept bangs and bright hazel eyes that leaned more towards the brown side.
The thing smiles at Zuccia, its skin was sickly pale that looked a little too clean and perfect for Zuccia's liking. It waved at them with a black gloved hand, the other resting against a black jacket that was tied around its waist. It also wore black dress pants with black combat boots. Around its chest was a large, light brown messenger bag that Zuccia could see several bits of supplies including twine and pens and pencils peaking out of the top as the thing held a big, black, case that looked pretty long, just a bit longer than the arm of the thing. Zuccia kept his distance as he looked at the thing in front of him.
"Who are you?" Zuccia asked as the thing looked around.
"Oh! me- uhm- my name is- my name is Mountain" the thing said "yeah, call me Mountain!"
Zuccia found it weird how the thing stumbled on its own name, not even animals do that and they have many names from different people. Zuccia was pretty sure it was lying on its name- but why would it do that? Zuccia tilted his head as he scanned the thing.
"I saw a bright light in the sky, 3 years ago," 'Mountain' explained, pointing up at the sky while setting down its big case "and I've walked the continent to get here as I've followed the star." it put its hands up as a surrender.
Zuccia felt another rush of wind, one that felt like it was pushing Zuccia towards the thing as Zuccia stumbled forward a bit, catching himself before he fell.
"I'm not here to hurt the forest, in fact, I quite like nature" Mountain said "I'm just a story collector and musician."
Zuccia crossed their arms "How do I trust you?" Zuccia asked, the wind slapped his face like a sister getting mad at her brother "Would you stop that?" Zuccia shouted at the wind as the thing laughed a bit.
"The wind bothering ya?" It asked as Zuccia looked over. "I always thought of the wind as an energetic older sister. She is trying to push you on the path to the future that is best for you."
"You are one of us." Zuccia said with a chuckle as the thing in front of them looked confused.
"What do ya mean?" It asked.
"You're a descendant of Ah-hont, like me." he said as the thing looked intrigued.
"That would make sense for a lot of things." It said as Zuccia saw a giant panda and fox come.
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The Calling Forest
FantasyZuccia Golds was seven, his father is missing, his brother and mother hate him, and worst of all, his grandfather's funeral was today. One night, when Zuccia couldn't sleep, he saw a bright green light in the sky. What will happen when he does as hi...
