“I really have to make a plan, let's see I was looking for treasure, I'm sure of that, I definitely had a map, but it wasn't a normal map, but I can't remember what it was, my mind is so clouded” Stary says to himself,

Stary starts to get discouraged, when he notices something, in his peripheral vision he can see a figure, he quickly turns to see, only to be surprised by nothing but the darkness of the night,

Looking ahead Stary looking at the night full of mysteries and secrets through the gloom that surrounds him, he starts to hear something, words?, trying to pay more attention, he notices whispers, voices coming around him, what could they be?

Scared, he goes into defensive mode, and tries as much as possible to raise his guard so as not to be caught off guard, after all he was no longer in normal circumstances, trying to find the origin of the voices, he looks everywhere around him, but without success. ,

Only when he focuses his attention in front of him again, he sees in the middle of the forest the vision of a specter with a long death cape and huge antlers, covered with a hood, the translucent spirit, stands there, looking directly at Stary,

Stary freezes, he definitely didn't believe in these things, in a matter of seconds he notices something curious, he notices that the specter was pointing upwards, towards the sky,

In one swift movement, Stary shifts his gaze back to the cosmos above, only to see a planet in the distance, a planet that wasn't there before, how had he not noticed it there? the voices increase, whispers in an unknown language travel around her, the cold takes over again, looking at the planet, Stary feels strangely attracted, and the planet shines a spectral light, calling Stary to it, every time Stary looks at it. the planet his vision focused on, the voices begin to fade when he notices something unusual drawn on the planet's surface in the distance,

Drawn across the entire surface, a mixture of cracks, possibly from meteorites, formed a strange design, which Stary swore he had seen before,

"A compass?" It really does look like a drawing of a giant compass on the planet, Stary thinks, but then her foggy mind thinks of the immediate answer,

At the sound of Stary's words the voices stopped and everything seemed to have a meaning again, what had been drawn on the planet really was a compass, but not for Stary, for him it was more like,

“No, A Map” Stary says

Waking up from the trance Stary immediately looks back to where the specter was, finding only trees, and darkness, nothing else.

Was it my imagination? At the same time, the voices that Stary swore she heard did not exist, but there was only the calm planet, serene in the sky, showing what Stary's objective would be, to get to her treasure map!,

Honestly, having the feeling of knowing about the existence of a treasure is one of the coolest things you can feel, in my opinion everyone should have their own treasure to look for and live their own adventures. Am I the only one looking for him? Stary deep in his soul was a little confused, as if recovering his memory wasn't already a treasure in itself,

Deep down the proud fox couldn't help but believe what his soul said, Stary felt it deep in his heart, as if he was drawn there, he knew that this treasure was bigger than himself, his soul knew,, , losing your memory may obscure your vision for a while, but your spirit is never blind to the things of the heart.

Removing the recent fear from his mind, his heart slows down, making Stary feel comfortable again to lower his guard, which was no longer of much use, besides his claws, he had nothing left to defend himself, not that it worked in spirits. or ghosts anyway,

Analyzing the planet Stary for a while he says “Okay, normally a ship can take me there easily, I guess building one isn’t an option… right?”

Letting out a laugh Stary throws himself backwards in a comical impulse "ah I guess in the end building one isn't even that difficult" Of course I know, I know, I just had to have resources, some kind of energy source, manpower free of charge, lots of iron, and the same amount of liquid semi-mixed zinc for the ship’s coating.”

Talking to himself while playing with his tail, and seriously remembering in detail all the components to make a ship, Stary notices one thing,

“Wait a minute, how do I know all this?” Ok this was a new era, not remembering my past is one thing, but this was already too much, how did I have these memories?

Stary's memories seemed like a puzzle, very important things he didn't remember, every time he tried to think about this treasure and map thing his mind closed to him, as if a curse was stopping him, but just as easily he remembered things extremely complicated and specific, could his past really have had all that?, at least he remembered a little of who he was after all!

Memories of engine plans, war techniques, strange books, memories of himself making drawings that seemed sometimes magical and sometimes scientific, passed through his mind since he woke up, he thought they were inventions or even a dream he was possibly having in the past. moment, his past in the end was a mystery even to himself!, could these memories really be real?

Along with these mixtures of past visions came a very strong feeling, like a knife in your chest, every effort to remember things related to these scientific plans, an enormous loneliness and sadness take over your indecisive heart,

In the cold of the gloomy night stood there, Stary in the middle of an unknown forest, trying his best to ignore his sadness, shaking his head he focused on his goal again,

“It doesn't matter, at least I know what I have to do, first I'll make a shelter, then I'll explore!” Stary quickly turns to start descending the mini mountain,

With the path already made easier by his climb, in a few seconds Stary finds himself down there again, his fur was now starting to lose its power to heat, without clothes and equipment he begins to realize surviving will be more risky than he thought, looking around him he already knows where to start, he would have to check the crystal berries, the most important thing would be the food, but for that he would have to enter the forest,

Walking among the tall, leafy trees, Stary observes the details of the vegetation around him. When walking along an improvised path, he notices one of the blue trees that he had seen from above, it seems to be a very common tree on this planet, he notices that the blue trees have star-shaped leaves, dark but bright and sparkling. .

The branches seem to move delicately in the wind, creating an enchanting atmosphere. Stary reaches out her paw to touch one of the leaves and feels a soft, cool sensation in her touch, as if she is coming into contact with something magical.

Still cautious about the spirit seen before, he walks a little further through the forest, looking back over the top of the temple, it seems that Stary finally comes to her senses. I saw a ghost, was it real?, I'm sure I saw something,

“I really hope I don’t see another ghost in this forest” A shiver runs down his tail, now he is much more cautious around you,

Right near the temple, a few meters further through the forest, Stary discovers a nearby stream. The crystal clear water reflects the light of the moons and stars, creating a brilliant spectacle. He approaches the stream and decides to drink some refreshing water. The cool sensation in his mouth is invigorating, and he feels a new energy flowing through his body, truly a reward for leaving the temple and climbing the mountain,

Or at least that's what he thought, going back and walking through the forest where the beautiful bushes were, Stary hears a sound, fast, shrill, and in a way proud, a loud howling sound is heard throughout the forest around him, by the sound he realizes, it is very close, the trees seem to shake, the wind helps the sound to become louder, and its tail moves at the sudden sound of inevitable danger,

Without time to react, an arrow is shot from one of the bushes where Stary was close, looking down he sees a typical arrow stuck in the ground in front of him, at that moment his instincts can only think of one thing, Run!

With her heart racing, Stary doesn't hesitate to follow her survival instincts. Without thinking twice, he launches into a desperate run through the forest, dodging trees and bushes as he tries to escape the imminent danger,

The sound of singing howls continues to echo around him, indicating that danger is getting closer and closer. Stary feels fear driving him even further, his body moving in perfect tune with the agility and dexterity that his instinct gives him,

Stary's eyes remain alert to any movement in his field of vision, looking for a possible exit or somewhere safe to take shelter. The forest appears dense and impenetrable, with tall trees and twisted branches that make it difficult to pass through.

The wind blows cold and relentless, along with the fear of being hit by a future arrow, desperate to stay alive, Stary risks looking back for a brief moment. The instant he turns his face, he sees a sinister figure emerging from the shadows, a tall wolf, looking like a werewolf, gigantic and threatening, his eyes shine with a savage ferocity and his gray fur along with his giant bow and arrow that he carried with him. rustic way in their claws, they put more fear into Stary,

The sight of the wolf drives him to run even faster, his muscles straining to the maximum, he knows he needs to find a safe place, away from the claws and fangs of the predator that pursues him. As his feet stomp the forest floor, he desperately searches for an opening, a cave, a tree to climb, or any shelter that can keep him safe.

Finally, among the dense vegetation, Stary sees a small clearing ahead. Without hesitation, he launches himself towards her, hoping to find a chance to escape there.

However, contrary to what he thought, he sees another wolf in front of him, less imposing like the other, but equally threatening, the moonlight illuminated the white fur, of course Stary also noticed the spear being held by him, as well as his clothes. tribals, the current white wolf standing in front of him looked directly at him, and with a mocking tone he lets out a smile along with a feminine laugh and says,

"Behind you little fox" She says, pointing the spear wrapped in feathers and symbols, behind Stary,

Stary's breathing becomes even more rapid upon hearing the white wolf's words. He turns quickly and runs back, only to fall victim to the feeling of a hunter's rope tying his back legs, falling to the ground before he can say anything, he feels a weight on top, another rope is placed on his back. mouth, and another quickly ties his front paws, leaving him defenseless,

These people really were experienced, they could only have made the knot less tight, he thinks, seeing in front of him a white hand appears, quickly and comically the wolf throws a shiny powder in his face, muttering Stary begins to fall asleep, powder sleep maybe?

"Really, little fox?, didn't you have something better to say, Nylay?" the gray fox says before picking up Stary on his back,

“Hey, you know I don’t like that name” she crosses her arms “It’s Nyla, Nylaaaa, It’s not that difficult!, right? Nyla says

“Stop with the nicknames, no one from the tribe will call you that, now let's take this intruder,” the gray wolf tugs Stary's tail, placing him on a support made with branches, to make transportation easier,

"Relax, he's going to sleep for a while, he's tied up, isn't he?, unless you tied it up wrong!" Nyla, take the back,

"Hey guys, you can come out, the intruder wasn't dangerous, he was just a weakling! Nyla shouts to the trees,

On the gray Wolf's back, Stary sees several others coming out of the bushes half-heartedly, a total of 10 appear mumbling random and nonsensical things,

The last thing Stary sees is the white wolf, relatively shorter than the rest, clumsily trying to grab the support he was stuck on, they don't look like him at all, they walk straight not on four legs , before going to sleep he thinks. I should have thought better before, now seriously, weakling, I didn't need all this, I'm sad,

While Stary is asleep, being carried on the gray wolf's back, he is taken deeper and deeper into the dense forest. As the group progresses, the sounds of nature envelop the environment, with owls chirping, leaves rustling in the wind and the rustling of branches beneath their feet, the sounds of nature echo around them, mixed with the murmurs of the group members.

The moonlight filtered through the treetops creates a mysterious and dark atmosphere, enhancing the sensation of being in a completely new world. The forest reveals itself to be majestic and mysterious at the same time, tall and ancient trees stand imposingly, their crowns forming a covering that filters the moonlight, the fog dissipates over time,

advances, Stary awakens from her deep sleep. He feels dizzy and a little disoriented, trying to remember how he ended up in that situation. When he opens his eyes, he sees the other members of the group that captured him.

There's the white wolf, Nyla, with her defiant expression and piercing blue eyes. His gaze conveys a mixture of curiosity and contempt towards the boy. In front of her is the gray wolf, a born leader with a firm and determined stance. Lush, colorful plants adorn the path, some known for their medicinal properties and others enveloped in an air of ancient magic. Star Lily A small plant with blue star-shaped flowers, they have calming properties, and Lunar Leaf, A plant with silvery and delicate foliage. During the night, its leaves glow softly in the moonlight, filling the group's path,

While the group

The other members of the group are wolves and she-wolves with different fur, each with their own unique characteristics and personalities, all having rustic weapons, which leads Stary to think about trying to convince them in the future based on conversation,