With each step, Nyla feels a mixture of pain and sadness, her mind remembers the image of the wolves that were killed, a sense of deep loss and the need to survive takes over her, how can something so deadly and ruthless exist in the world?

As they run, Nyla can't avoid the sound of gunshots still echoing in the forest, mixed with the anguished howls of the injured wolves, these sounds become a constant reminder of the brutality they face and the urgency to escape the robot's reach, it doesn't seem like that anymore. haunt her every night from now on,

She breathlessly breathes forest sounds and noises fill her escape. She looks back briefly and sees the ominous figure of the robot receding in the distance, but the sense of danger is still there, she knows they can't stop, they can't let their guard down, she can't let herself be caught, not again,

After countless minutes of intense running, Nyla and Stary manage to find a safe spot in the forest. Their hearts are still racing from the adrenaline of escaping, but the feeling of relief is slowly beginning to set in.

The moon shines in the starry sky, spreading a soft silver light over the forest, silence envelops the environment, interrupted only by the soft whisper of the wind in the leaves and the distant murmur of the streams,

Stary is by his side, offering him silent support. They look at each other for a moment, sit against a tree, sharing the pain and terror of that traumatic experience,

The comforting silence surrounds them, only interrupted by the occasional call of a night bird, the newly acquired aura of tranquility seems to calm their tired minds and frantic hearts,

Amidst the calm, Stary decides to break the tense silence and speaks softly: "Nyla, right? That's your name?, are you okay? I... I'm so sorry for everything that happened. I can't even imagine what you're passing by",

Nyla takes a deep breath, fighting back the tears that threaten to escape her eyes as the weight of past memories washes over her, she struggles to maintain her composure, but the pain and anger builds up inside her, its claws now digging into her chest. at which they make her shrink in the current tree she is sitting on, she responds with a trembling voice,

“this can't be happening again, I should have protected them, I may be the weakest, but I always had courage, I should have helped them, not run away”,

Stary looks into Nyla's eyes, understanding her pain and self-criticism. He places a comforting hand on her shoulder, offering her support, even though he doesn't know her, he feels like part of this is his fault too,

“Look I know it must be hurting, forgive me I really should have tried to warn you sooner, I know you captured me more” Stary stops for a minute not knowing what to say to the wolf who a few hours ago tried to capture him ,

“Thanks for being nice to me back there, and for saving me too” Stary says a little sad for Nyla,

Nyla's gaze softens upon hearing Stary's words, she recognizes the sincerity in her voice, Stary's comforting paw on her shoulder conveys empathy and a sense of connection that Nyla didn't expect to find in someone she pursued,

She slides her claws out of his fur, letting out some blood and releasing the built-up tension. The tears finally stream down her face, and she can no longer hold them back. Her voice is embarrassing when she responds to Stary,

"I... I can't blame you, you know, you were just trying to escape from the beginning, you don't have to apologize, I was the one who tried to capture you", Nyla tries to comfort Stary back,

"It's okay, you haven't hurt me so far, you even tried to talk to me at that time, I really don't hold a grudge against you" looking at her Stary lets out a smile trying to cheer up Nyla

 "You really are a very good hunter, I didn't even hear you coming" Stary states,

"Thanks!" Nyla lets out a small smile, looking at Stary,

Their breathing follows a peaceful rhythm, following the soft sounds of nature around them, the stars seem to shine brightly, as if they were silent witnesses to this unlikely encounter, time seems to slow down, allowing Nyla and Stary to appreciate the stillness and the beauty of the night,

“If you don’t mind, what’s your name?” Nyla says suddenly,

“You heard mine before, I’m curious to hear yours too”, She looks at him waiting for an answer,

“I’m Stary, nice to meet you” Stary says smiling,

“ha I liked your name Stary” Nyla says, feeling better,

“Look, I'm going to look for some branches and we can build a fire, what do you think, Stary?, you can look for some here too” Nyla seems to have a plan so that we don't stay out at night feeling cold, besides, a fire can help a lot we get warm,

"Could it be! I’ll help as much as I can” Stary says trying to sound motivated,

“Okay, I’ll look over there,” Nyla says with a somewhat discouraged tone,

In the midst of this heartfelt conversation, Nyla begins to gradually move away from Stary, the pain and anguish she has hidden for so long finally emerges, threatening to imprison her, she stands up, moving away from Stary's vision, towards a nearby tree,

She walks a few steps, away from his view. The pain becomes unbearable, and she can no longer contain the emotional storm within herself. She approaches a nearby tree and breaks down in tears, screaming in frustration and sadness,

Stary, on the other side, can't hear Nyla's screams and crying.

He is deep in his own thoughts, trying to comprehend the magnitude of what he had just faced, he hopes that time will help heal the wounds and she will find a way to move on,

Tears flow incessantly down Nyla's face, mixing with the blood that still escapes from her claws, her sobs are muffled by the dense darkness of the forest, as if the environment itself absorbed her despair, each tear shed is an echo of her own weakness, a reminder of a past failure,

Violently scratching the tree in front of her, a habit she picked up whenever she had to vent her sadness, in the midst of her dark daydreams, a small ray of light penetrates her consciousness,

She remembers Stary, her support and her words. Does Nyla realize that even in her own emotional abyss, she may have found an unusual possible friend? at least he's trying to help her, something his tribe had never done for her,

With determination, she stands up, wiping her tears and cleaning the blood-stained claws on her legs, Nyla takes a deep breath, trying to hide her sadness and regain her composure,

Returning to the clearing where she was, she approaches Stary, maintaining a serene expression, but the traces of pain are still present in her eyes,

"Sorry about before Stary” she says forcing herself to be excited with a smile,

Stary looks at her, her violet eyes revealing empathy,

Nyla feels a comforting warmth as if everything will work out in the end,

She knows that, even in her vulnerability, she found a true friend and unexpected support in Stary, who knows that this meeting wasn't so bad after all,

And so, Nyla and Stary continue their journey into the forest.

The dawn, which once seemed so frightening and oppressive, now turns into a symbol of rebirth finally coming to an end. Under the timid glow of dawn, side by side, sharing the burden of their past experiences and discovering hope in the midst of darkness,

Your next steps? Try to survive,

After a well-deserved time of rest to reinvigorate your energy, walking to try to get as far away as possible and find a safe place, the sun begins to rise shyly over the horizon. The first rays of light cross the treetops, painting the scene with golden and orange tones.

“Nyla, did you manage to get sticks for the fire?” Stary says, as new rays of light shine upon him, trying to break the silence and start a conversation, as they walk side by side,

Nyla, trying not to remember the shame of having cried around someone else, especially someone she doesn't know that well yet responds shyly,

"Sooooo, you know, I even tried, but I didn't find one", she says shyly, "It's not like we need a fire right now, look, it's almost dawn" Nyla says,

Birdsong echoes through the air, soft melodies that intertwine in a harmonious symphony, flowers now seem more vivid and visible, while small animals venture out of their hiding places looking curiously at the two in the distance, beginning to tranquility and calm. promise of a new day.

But the morning air remains cold, The cool morning air caresses both of their fur, giving Nyla a fresh air, while Stary receives it with an icy air, he has already seen ice and felt cold enough for today,

Shivering in a corner against the canopy of one of the pine trees, Stary shivers with a little cold under a ray of light,

“I think we can continue and try to walk a little further, I hear the sound of water nearby, maybe a river?” Stary says shaking a little,

Stary gets up, as they walk a little further, he can't help but admire the landscape that reveals itself before them, it seems like they are arriving at a new clearing,

Nyla notices that Stary is cold, looking at herself she sees herself comfortable with the air, possibly because of living in the forest and the cold of the region, she thinks about helping the poor cold boy, offering her fluffy tail could help him. with the cold, she thinks,

Nyla quickly shakes her head, refusing to think about the idea of ​​helping someone weaker than her, after all she owes nothing and doesn't he? he's being nice, but I'm going to keep taking him to my tribe in secret, and fulfill my mission, she thinks, motivated to prove herself to her tribe,

Twilight Flowers, can be seen at some points along the way, with a deep orange-yellow hue during the day, but as the sun begins to set, they turn into a vibrant orange-violet, similar to the sky on the horizon, now like light. begins to light up around him, Stary he sees the true beauty of this planet,

Dawn is a reminder that life goes on,

The forest stretches beyond the horizon, with pine trees that seem to touch the sky, their sturdy trunks are covered in grayish bark and a dark texture, protecting the tree from the relentless cold of the seasons, with the same star shape that Stary saw before,

Passing by a recognizable bush, Stary focuses his attention on its side, they are the same bushes with crystals that he saw at the exit of the temple,

“Hey I've seen these bushes before, what are they?” he points to the bush looking at Nyla,

“Ha, they are ice star bushes, the name sounds scary, but their crystal fruits are really good!” Nyla says excitedly, “You can get a Stary, they are sweet too,”

Stary looks at the bush curiously and slowly approaches, the bush's ice crystal leaves glow with a bluish hue, reflecting the dawn light.

“Just be careful” Says Nyla, “The leaves are almost like ice knives, they can cut easily",

Carefully, he reaches out and plucks one of the crystal fruits, observing it with admiration, the fruit is really a crystal and has a soft glow, reminiscent of a piece of crystalline ice, he takes the fruit to his mouth and takes a bite. .

The flavor is surprisingly sweet and refreshing, like a perfect combination between the sweetness of fruit and the freshness of ice. It really looks like blueberries only with mint and ice cubes, colored with crystallized sugar,

"It's really good!, I should have tried it before, it's really like strawberries", Stary seems very excited now,

Nyla watches with a smile on her face as Stary enjoys the fruit.

A thought quickly comes to her mind, what is a strawberry? Has he never eaten these fruits before? serious? Everyone must have eaten this several times, stopping to think, where did it come from? and why was he near that abandoned place? Nyla stares at Stary walking in front of her,

Walking towards some trees, the river that Stary mentioned soon reveals itself in the distance, its clear waters flowing smoothly and calmly, the two now located in a good spot, they decide to sit down and plan their next steps,

They arrived at the clearing, and with plenty of space, the surrounding area is surrounded by tall, leafy trees, which offer protection and shade, it was also very close to the river, a really good location to stay for a while

The comfortable clearing that Nyla and Stary have found is bathed in golden sunlight that filters through the tops of tall trees, the sun's rays creating a play of shadows dancing beneath them as the wind blows secrets away,

Next to the clearing, there is a possibly freshwater river, looking between the trees in the distance the water is crystal clear and refreshing, suitable for drinking, around the fountain, aquatic plants with broad and bright leaves grow, creating a serene scene,

Soon, a little in the distance, Stary sees the imposing figure of several mountains with ice on top, and next to them large rocks a few meters away, indicating another small mountain,

Stary notes that the clearing is full of natural resources. There are smooth, rounded stones, perfect for construction and as a base for a fire. Fallen branches and dry leaves are scattered across the ground, ready to be collected and used as raw materials, in addition to lots and lots of trees,