Pain throbbed at Yoa's temples again, his throat parched as he woke up to speckled sunlight blinding him slightly. With a low groan, he rubbed at his head as his mind blanked. What just happened? He couldn't recall anything after exiting the tunnels below Luna Lacus.
The sudden howls of monkey's shot him to his feet, almost costing him his balance and falling from the branch he'd been sleeping on. Any questions coating his tongue died as he looked around, discovering that he was in Vohraki lands. Yet none of the monkeys looked in his direction, scattered at his presence or tried chasing him away with aggressive roars, rocks, and spears.
It was almost like he was invisible. The howlers moved around, idle, relaxing in their nests, grooming each other lazily, their calls echoing through the canopy like any ordinary morning. There was no alarm about his presence.
