《Story of Vita》The Forest King / Chapter 22
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It is the middle of the night. The moon is showing off its curve, its surface riddled with meteor craters. And on the surface, a large direwolf with a red stripe on its back opens its eyes. Balto opened his eyes and crawled out from underneath the rock he was sleeping under. He stretched and scratched himself on a nearby tree before remembering why he woke up. He was thirsty and really hungry.
His stomach was growling louder than a cub, and he felt dry over his entire body. The red stripe was also a bit darker in color as well. Balto thought for a second and realised that he hasnt drank that much water this week. And while drinking the blood from horned rabbits kinda work, he is still really thirsty. Moving silently as possible with his size, Balto goes past the opening where Duke usually is and past the spot where Radolf and his mother sleeps. As he went past the berry bush, Radolfs head shot out together with his body. Balto got hit right on the side, but didnt fall over.
"Now dont go and hurt yourself dear, you can come back when you feel sleepy." Fridolfs voice was quiet, but strict sounding. Radolf tried to whimper to his mother all sad, but when Fridolf didnt respond, he immediately turned his head to Balto and smiled.
"Hey hey Balto, why are you awake. Wanna go do something like looking for food or playing with Crow?!" Radolf got up from the and shaked off the imaginary dust from his body. Balto just nodded and followed him as the two walked away from the berrybush, where a tired Fridolf could finally get som sleep.
The two walked around the vicinity of the camp looking for the crow named Crow. There were some animals trying to sleep in the trees, like odd looking squirrels sleeping upside down and orange parrots stacked on top of eachother. Not quite Crow but still interesting to look at with the odd colors. There also spiders. But unlike the rather normal looking spiders on our world, these are just straight up nightmareish. Luckily they are far up in the treetops and not down on the ground. Imagine what that would look like.
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"Hey Balto, what happened after I fell asleep? I remember that there was this HUGE bug and that I breathed in some sort of dust." Radolf was walking beside Balto when saying this.
"When that happened, Beowul pulled you away and I attacked it. After that it got so scared that it ran away!" Balto jumped and moved around to show how it happened, be it a little exaggerated. He didnt exactly wrestle it down to the ground while Beowul had his tail between his legs.
Beowul let out a annoyed growl in his sleep. Crow rustled its feathers. The bird was actually sleeping on a nearby tree close to Beowul, so it makes sense as to why the two didnt manage to find it.
They continued to talk about all sorts of things, such as weird looking bugs and what they think about the life in the Worlds tongue. They walked far until they heard the sound of running water and after some more walking, they found a river. Even in the middle of the night, there was animals running around. All from small bugs flying over the river, fish of different sizes swimming around to lizards and mammals drinking some water. The water is cold and refreshing as the two slurped it up. It didnt take long for the two to get something to eat. A comically round rabbit was caught by Radolf and Balto managed to get his teeth into a large beetle.
"Wow Balto, I didnt know you could eat those! Those things are hard as rocks! Trust me, I have tried." Radolf was watching wide-eyed as Balto crunched the hard exoskeleton with ease between his teeth.
He stopped eating it to take a better look at it. He only managed to get it because he saw it moving and it feeled cocky when Balto got near it. The beetle pissed him off and seeing it try to scuttle away when he bit throught it made it taste even better. Its exoskeleton is grey with some black spots on it with chubby legs with a tiny head. If it was any bigger like the nightmare bug queen it might have looked like a small rocky hill.
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"I dont know, it had that annoying smug look on it that annoyed me. Got a sticky texture to it too." Balto made smacking sounds with his mouth between each word. They continued to eat their fill and doing dumb shit, like smelling stinkbugs.
Meanwhile, inside of Baltos guts, as the chewed up bug meat went on its way to be digested. From the walls of Baltos stomach, countless tentacles sprang to life searching amoung the massive pile of flesh. Any parasites and harmful bacteria that could be identified were destroyed and ripped to pieces, while any fresh cells that still had any DNA in them were sucked up and transported away. Vita was looking on with a imaginary grin on his face.
'Now listen up,totally real friends! This here is the plan.' Vita stood infront of a random cell, pointing on a imaginary chalkboard. 'Now, I have done some hard thinking. The blue flame thing that shows up whenever I try to turn this wolf into a freakshow, might be connected to the dark stuff that the massive bug with a sponge on its back farted on us. Now, Bre did say that this is a magical world with sparkles, ponies and. Ugh, friendship. But since magic is a thing, maybe it works like a energy. If that is the case, it cant be something biological. If it was, this world would be right fucked. So maybe its like a thing that is everywhere like energy aswell.'. Vita walked side to side like some military general while the poor cell was visibly drooping, either because it was dying a slow death or because it couldnt handle the massive amount of rambling.
Vita suddenly shot forward staring at the cell. 'If that piece of grass I took over long ago didnt react like this when getting mixed, maybe its a intelligence trait?! Answer me you idiotic native! Your world was made by gods huffing intergalactic assfarts you inferior bastard. I will crush you like I crushed your fathers balls! Tell me the secrets of this world!' Vita shook the cell with a sudden rage. Its dying thougths were empty, but if it did have any they might have been confused thoughts.
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