Lupolight Forest

A forest teaming with animals that use the ruins of old buildings as dens. The path from the Soltec ruins is rather over grown in here, but bits and piece of it can be seen. There is no telling what kind of animals or dangers lurk in the worlds until you explore it.

Roll slowly walks past several large roots, trying to make for that clearing he had seen from the air. The forest was vastly different from the forest on Magix and Earth, but that wouldn't deter him. He strains his ears for sounds of animals and see what can be seen around him.

The forest is really peaceful. The only thing Roll hears is either caused by himself or the wind rustling some bushes and leaves. There were remarkably few insects in this dense jungle, only some butterflies that fluttered from one blooming plant to another. The undergrowth and brushes were interrupted by massive trees who's trunks rose hundreds of feet before even branching off. Massive roots covered the forest floors. Only where the roots of one tree met another was anyway suitable to walk. This also seemed worn, as if a gametrail should form there under normal circumstances with animals navigating the same difficult terrain.

Roll watches the butterflies move from plant to plant for several moments, taking his phone out to take a few quick pictures for his records. Putting it away once more, the young man continues on slowly trying to find his path among the roots. "Thing doesn't seem too bad right Kiko? We're not sinking or being scorched."

Kiko nodded and started chasing the butterflies, managing to nimbly navigate the rough underground with relative ease.

Eventually the bunny would go out of sight, behind one of the larger tree roots off the worn gametrail.

Not wanting to lose Kiko, Roll scrambles as quickly as one could humanly possible off the path and over the large root. While the forest seemed safe, he wasn't about to take that many risks in it especially when it came to the bunny.

Roll was also able to navigate the roots Kiko navigated with relative ease, if not by agility, it was the fact he is quite a bit larger than a bunny.

Over the roots Kiko could be seen staring off with a creature roughly the size of a large housecat, who wagged his tail vigorously and had some canine/wolfish features. The remarkable thing was it's blue and cyan coloring that was unlike anything Roll ever saw before.

Roll moves a bit closer to Kiko and stops next to the bunny upon seeing the wolf like creature. He roots himself to the spot to just gaze at it, wondering exactly what it was. He didn't even want to make any sudden moves to scare it either. He tries to look for its eyes if it was even possible.

The little pup took a playful pouncing pose with its front legs on the floor and but high. Its tail still wagged and it seemed to be inviting Kiko to play.

Kiko didn't quite seem so enthusiastic to play with the pup and backed off a little, though the pup heedlessly charged on the bunny, no malice, but potentially harmful for the smaller creature.

Roll takes note of the actions of the animal, but notices it was more like a little kid than anything. He does have an idea and slowly bends down to pick up a stick on the ground if there was one. "I guess it wants to play Kiko, I'm going to attempt to throw a stick for it to case."

Kiko eeped softly and was intensely relieved with Roll bringing the split second distraction for the pup that would prevent Kiko from becoming a live dog toy.

The pup jumped remarkably high, easily as high as Roll himself stood. meanwhile it yipped enthusiastically and already tried to snap at the stick before it was thrown.

"Calm down there little one. You'll get the stick in a moment." Roll coos softly, standing up slowly, impressed by just how high it could jump. After a moment, the young man winds up the throw and tosses it several feet, not wanting to make it too tough of the wolfish pup.

The wolf pup yipped in anticipation ad Roll was about to throw the stick. With uncanny reactions the pup jumped up, snatched the stick mid air and immediately bolted towards Roll's feet, letting the stick drop.

Roll blinks in amazement at the pups reaction and jumping capability, if anything he'd have to make it more challenging if he could. He crouches to pick up the stick and slowly stands again, "Alright, here we go again." He winds up and throws it a bit higher this time.

The little pup jumped enthusiastically when Roll was about to throw again, and now the stick went further the wolf pup chased. It leapt from the ground to one of the massive tree trunks and actually used the trunk to launch itself to another tree. This way the wolf pup managed to intercept the stick again before it landed. The rest was an exact repetition of the previous toss, with the wolf pup running back and dropping the stick in front of Roll's feet, already looking expectantly at him.

The bunny thought itself nimble, but he stared slack jawed at the magiwolf's display.

Roll whistles softly at the impressive display of agility and acrobatics for the creature. He picks the stick up again and gives it another tosser, higher and further this time. He of course knew he couldn't keep this up all day.

As the stick bounded through the air once more, the little one followed fervently until a howl from a bit further seemed to hold the little one in its tracks. Not much later a larger blue and cyan magiwolf accompanied by a slightly smaller one with a deep purple and light purple hue approached the pup, who seemed a lot calmer now.

If Roll had to guess this one was the mother or the father of the one he had been playing with. He keeps still and gulps nervously, unsure how this adult wolf would react to him. All the young man can do his keep his gaze transfixed upon the animals for the time being.

The adult magiwolfs looked with curious apprehension at Roll. The little pup however just bounced up after a few tense moments and brought a stick - a different one than Roll threw first - and dropped it at Roll's feet, looking up expectantly. The adults remained distant but looked at Roll's every move.

Feeling rather nervous, Roll reaches down with a quivering hand to pick up the stick. Once in his clutches, the young releases a breath and gently throws it a fair distance and not very high either.

The pup bounded and flawlessly caught the stick again, this time adding a flip as if showing up. The adults looked with approval. They themselves figured it was good fun, so they each brought much bigger sticks towards Roll for him to throw, wanting to join in the fun.

Feeling more relieved that he wasn't going to get attacked, the young man picks up the sticks and launches each at varying heights and in slightly different directions to prevent the animals from injuring one another if they crossed paths.