Northeastern Forests of Ionia

"We are not Chiaki, nor do we hide anything," Udyr growled. "We are Udyr. That name you speak of was given to us by our progenitors. It means nothing to us. We are I, I am we. At all times, we are who we are. What they called us, is of no importance. To give it credence would mean we gave the faintest care of them or their opinions of us."

The beast man looked up at the moon. He grinned at the sight. "Hrn...a comforting sight." He actually spent a few seconds to stare wistfully at the night sky. He looked back at Lulu and grunted, "Begone, or else we will slaughter you."

Udyr stared at her. His lips drew back, and he started to chuckle. This chuckle quickly turned into laughter that rang throughout the forest. The beast man rolled his head, cricked his neck, and glared at the Yordle. "You can not tell us what we can, or can not do. Curiosity tends to slaughter those who follow its lead. These are not your woods, little Yordle. You have no credence here any more than you do in your glade. Unlike your glade, where you may know every twig, we have lived in the forests for a long time. We know them, while you? You do not."

Udyr cracked his knuckles, staring at Lulu, waiting for her to do something. Last time he harmed her, he threw her off a waterfall. He was not sure what her capabilities were, but he knew how to make a point. His body became wreathed in flames. He turned around and started to walk away, his flames burning and hissing at the ground. The beast man was expecting a retaliation, an attack, something. He would have to wait and see, however, how the Yordle would react.

Udyr snorted in response. A burst of fire roared out from him while he closed his eyes. His nose twitched, smelling the air, his ears twitching for sounds. He dropped down to all fours and started to move forward. If his eyes were tricking him, then he would have to rely on his other senses. His cloak of fire hissed with heat and seemed to move with his lumbering, gorilla-like walking.

Udyr did not slow his pace. He grunted back at Lulu. "Why? Because you are curious, that is why." The beast man rolled his shoulders and stood upright. He looked at Lulu, his voice dipped several pitches. The fire on his body became a blinding white. His eyes resembled an eagle's more so than a man's. "Because you are curious of we, of me. That is it. You are curious. You do not care for the individual, you do not think about their feelings, you do not give the slightest damn as to who we are. Even if we told you our life story, would that change matters? Would that suddenly make you see something new? No. You would be satisfied, and disappear, making our life meaningless, just a story to sate your appetite. As we told you before, we, I, am Udyr. If that is all we say you need to know about we, that is all you need to know about we."


The beast man gave his head a quick twist, cricking his neck. "Be thankful that the creatures of the forests have asked us to spare you. Child in mind, child in body, though centuries old. Learn respect, and you may receive it."

He would continue walking, his eyes closed once more, past a squirrel whose fur was burnt to a crisp. The little critter chittered and angrily shook a fist at Udyr then started to run back to Lulu.

Udyr would be a few kilometers away when his nose would twitch. He reached up and felt paper crumple under his hand. The paper hide was quickly sloughed off and Udyr stared at the drawings. He would stare at the drawings, a burst of flames quickly encircling him. The paper caught fire and would burn away quickly from the intensity. The beast man of Ionia continued to walk away, the Yordle had gotten one of his pelts.

He would go get another one from his cache.

A familiar rumbling of thunder could be heard, though no stormclouds were visible in the skies. The beast man was approaching Elise's webs, and doing so very non discreetly, as though he were announcing his presence to her on purpose. One would be wise to prepare for Udyr's arrival.