Beneath the heavenly canvas of onyx and mystical, dark aquamarine, three young humans sprinted along the seemingly dead treelines.
Daru found it a little uncomfortable that both his comrades glanced at him from time to time, sometimes even on the verge of saying something, only to hold themselves back at the last second.
He said he would explain how he had survived later, perhaps during the next Hissing, but seeing his comrades unfocused on the path ahead frustrated him.
Daru sighed and began explaining how he chanced upon the elite proceeding to hide inside the hollow of a nearby gray sap tree, and so he simply proceeded to copy what the monkey did…while ruining its safety plans.
Peter and Elara's eyes widened upon hearing the last part of his story before he secured safety at the last second.
A sense of somewhat twisted joy crept into their hearts, and what little remained of their displeasure towards the other was gone in the four winds.
