Talgoy! Wake up... come on you lazy pup, wake up! —say an old voice as Talgoy started to open his eyes. When he see the face of an old and bearded man with a glass eye on his right he immediately yells, freaked out.
—Wha-what is wrong with you! —Talgoy yells back with a high-pitch voice, while the other man was laughing with a deep and rusty sound.
—Oh, nothing! Just visiting you, son! —responds as he was accommodating his robe made of skins of various animals, including foxes, wolves, even rabbits and raccoons—, today I'll show you something reaally important, and you must take special attention on it!.
—What? No no no no! Look, I'm fine now and I'm trying to sleep!
—You are sleeping! Just look what I can do! —He suddenly starts to wrap himself with his coat and the pelts starts to unite, moving like a mass of hair and skin until it turns into a bear. The bear roars as he Talgoy looked it in shock for a few seconds before looking a paw going directly to his face, dodging it as he runs as far as he can from the bear, noticing that he's in the middle of a leafy forest. He runs as he looks back, noticing that the bear is running before him. He breathes heavily as he tries to escape, but a root from the ground made him fall into a hole filled with blackness. Through there he feels... pain. Thousands of arrows flies everywhere and he saw each on piercing his skin while he shouts of pain, feeling each one in a gruesome pain. He then started to fall to the ground, not before looking two humanoid figures, two humanoid figures being pierced as well as he for somehow he was very sad... he started to cry, his tears flew to the air and he shouted once more before falling hard to the ground, his lifeless body on the floor with a dozen arrows piercing him everywhere.
—I-I-I died... —Talgoy says as he looks at himself from the hole, his eyes wide open.
—Well... not exactly. You just died in your dream —the old man said scratching his nose—, and was because of the pain of your wound... What? You still shocked? Well, let me show you something more... pleasant.
The old man starts to move his hands, making the roots move as Talgoy looked the hole being closed by the dirt. Suddenly he hears a crack coming from his front and lifted his head up, watching a feminine figure appearing right in front of him him. His face turned into a reddish tone as he saw both that feminine figure actually naked: short-sized but curvy and tight, with a braid crossing on her back and a scratch crossing her leg and stomach.. Talgoy swallowed saliva as he starts to walk where she were, while the old man was starting to chuckle mischievously.
He walks closer to that feminine figure and suddenly two shiny and blue eyes appeared blinking from her empty face, watching her leg as as tear started to fall down. Talgoy bite his lip as he starts to care the wound, surprisingly starting to cure it just touching it. A smile suddenly shows from her empty face, then he starts to slide the hand from his leg to her hand, passing through her hips and finally reaching her stomach. Talgoy was shaking in the whole move, his head colored in red as he observed the wound closing once more, trying to not lift his sight to the chest or down to her...
—Hey Tal! You forgot another scar to cover! —The old man said as he laughs out loud. Talgoy bite his lip as he stands up, going where the old man is and holds him from his neck.
—Who the fuck do you think you are?! —yells Talgoy as he shakes the robes of The Old man.
—Come on, don't escape now that you almost got her! —says the old man as he chuckles—, or you don't like to do that with her?
—I want! But I won't give my trust to anyone as I did before! We just... met! —shouts Talgoy to his face. The old man remains laughing.
—Yeah yeah, just bullshit. Look, as long as you remain with that attitude... your desire will only increase. You know why you lost that woman? Not because she was stronger than you... It was because you are weaker than her, than any woman that you see, prick. —The old man grunts before sliding through his hand like a snake as his furred coat started to melt again.
Talgoy started to step back as the bear shows again, starting to roar as Talgoy unconsciously puts his hand back as he realizes that no arrow is there. The bear tackles him as he tries to cover his head and falls to the ground rolling and heavily wounded. The bear yells before charging to him: “Choose your aim hunter!”. Talgoy blinks as he looks the bear opening his yawns and looking its eyes of anger before turning everything black.
