“Aww dang! Run away cub!”

The arrow is fired.

“I gotta do something! Scare the cub away? But the hunter would still be chasing it! Knock the arrow out of the way maybe?”

The arrow actually seemed to be moving in slow motion! Either that, or I was just thinking and moving superhumanly fast.

“Ok let’s do this!” I summoned Tsara into my hand. I focused on my energy channels leading to my right arm, holding Tsara.

“Again!!” the exact same barrier that prevented me from painting the first time acted up again!

The arrow was getting closer to the cub, while the innocently unaware cub was just poking at a stick! I tried sending in more energy. I was afraid it might clot if I send in anymore!

“If I don’t break the barrier now, i’ll never be able to paint!”

I stood up, and with a shout of frustration, poured masses of energy towards that annoying barrier. The barrier started cracking. It broke!

YAAAASSS!

As I brought the paintbrush vertically down, a stroke of blue paint flew out, and knocked the arrow down onto the ground!

“Wooo! Take that!” I shouted at the arrow! Yon was right! I was finally able to paint!

After my mini celebration was done, I focused on saving the cub. Using another stroke (that was the only move I knew), I knocked the crossbow out of the hunter’s hand before he had time to react and reload. Terrified, he ran away!

“Goodbye! Don’t kill anymore wolf cubs!” I shouted after him. I don’t think he heard me. The cute li’l cub came up to me and started clawing my pants. I stooped down to face it.

“Aww, poor guy. Are you lost? I’ll help you get back home.”

And lo and behold, I finally realized that I was lost too.

I must have forgotten which way I came from with my breakthrough in painting and all the mini celebration!

“Dang!” I thought for the second time today.

“Welp, looks like we’re both lost! The Lost Duo! The Castaway Couple! The Disoriented Duo! Man and Wolf, gone Astray! Hah!”, I laughed. The cub, joining the merriment, ran circles around me. Or maybe it’s just panicking. Now that I think of it, i’m probably way too happy for someone who's lost in a forest.

“Anyway, let’s just find the river and go back to Hermit. He’ll know what to do with you!” I said, facing the cub.

We walked around for a while, and it was starting to get dark. So I set up camp. That consisted of piling a bunch leaves and grass as makeshift mattresses for me and Wolfie over there beneath a tree, since we didn’t actually have any tents. Not the most original name for a wolf cub, more of a temporary nickname! Wolfie has surprisingly been following me everywhere. I’m starting to feel like he/she thinks i’m his/her dad or something. Not that I don’t like the company.

As I lay down onto the low quality grass mattress that I back-breakingly made, Wolfster (still fiddling with names) climbed onto my stomach. I stroked his fur. It was rough. Really rough and dirty.

“Man do you need a bath!” I told Wubby (again, still fiddling with names). Not that he would understand me. He sniffed the air, jumped off my stomach allowing me to relax my stomach muscles again, and kept sniffing until. He reached what seemed like the carcass of a dead bird? I looked away, suddenly extremely hungry, while he ate. I leaned my head to the side and saw some red currant berries, just a few feet away from my spiky but fairly soft mattress, so I went to pick some for an evening snack. 

As I walked back to my makeshift bed, I saw a monkey in the tree above it.

“Wait - is that... Yon?”

“Hey! Yon! Down here! Can you help me get home?” I shouted at Yon, hoping he would know the way to the river so I could get back home. Instead, he ran away. Or more like swung on vines and climbed trees away. He was basically my only hope to get back, and I was 95% sure that the chimp was actually Yon. I had just met Yon a day before! Leaving my mattress and berries behind, I ran after him, shouting “Hey! Wait up!”.

I could hear Wolfrik running after me.