Sea And Land

‘Do you think he’s dead?’

‘N-’

‘oh god we have to bury him!’

Ah I can’t seem to open my eyes, what’s with all that noise? am I dead?

what’s this dry feeling and numbness.

I haven’t done anything, I have to get up.

‘I think I just saw it move!’

who’s saying that.

‘poke him’

I felt something touch me.

My eyes burst open as the sunlight burns them, as they adjust at the same time.

I try to get up even though I felt dizzy.

“Are you okay kid?” I look for where ever that voice came from.

As I look in front of me it’s face was looking straight as mine almost leaving no gap, but I quickly back away.

I fall back as my eyes widen in a surprise.

“who a-” before I could finish my sentence, my throat felt dry and soar, as I felt something beginning to come out of my mouth.

I vomit on the spot.

Dark red vomit, what a waste, I mean what the hell, blood?

" Bora he’s losing blood what do we do?!”

I chuckle as I wipe the dripping off my chin, “It’s fine it’s not mine”

“b-but it came from your mouth” said the spider who looked to be a normal spider.

“guess so” I said with a shrug not wanting to continue the conversation.

I put my arms around my stomach at it still hurt slightly.

“I’m sorry but, who are you and where am I?” I say straight forwardly.

“We’re on a unnamed island, it’s not at the middle of the sea don’t worry, I’m Bora Toreas, and this here is Junba” He says pointing at the tiger.

“As you can see there’s no way out this island, you gotta go through a lot of sea territories of the prey and predators, Junba is a Patu digua spider, he’s an abnornamal spider, you know what abnornamals are right?”

“Abnornamals are the weirdly sized or outcast of the clans” I respond.

“Ride on my back we’ll lead you to our campsite” the tiger Bora offers, I nod as a yes to the offer and I ride on his back.

As he starts walking by as well as the spider with us, I look at this Junba, he really was an abnornamal, he had his body form of a third era and parts of a second era.

Bora is a first formed era just from one look.

A first formed era of a clan is on the fully formed animal appearance, nothing human just full animal, A second formed era of a clan is where either the top part of them is animal or te lower part of them is animal where the non animal part looks like a human part, the third formed era of a clan is the newest formed era, they have the fully human look except they have a few parts of them that still consist of fur, scales, feathers and more.

I feel my stomach grumble, I’m hungry again.

we make it to their so called base as Bora places me down on a tree log as there was bonfire still freshly burning.

“We only have fruits to eat, no meat, there are no mindless prey here” Bora says as he pushes a basket towards Junba filled with different varieties of fruits and vegetables.

Mindless are the ‘animals’ whose state of mind are still in the stone age, they’re the classic prey and predator, the food that can be eaten, that’s the golden rule, as I think of that thought I laugh to myself at that thought

“once you rest enough don’t go walking around the other side of the island there are chinchilla’s over there and they’re so damn noisy and sensitive, we can’t have them driving us out of this tiny island” Bora continues to say as he sits down beside Junba.

“I’ll pass eating” I say as the sun sets and the cold air begins to loom around the area.

I try to sleep, no, I act asleep, waiting for the two to fall asleep, so I can look around.

when I finally see that they’re sound asleep I get up from the wooden log and walk to the where the other side of the island is supposed to be.

I get to the other side as I see some Chinchilla’s on guard on I think is the entrance for the small clan they have going on.

I crack my knuckles as I lick my lips with a smile, I felt the adrenaline run through my veins, I need to get out of this island quick.

Dawn arrives, Junba and Bora wake up, I wake up just after them.

“let’s get out of this island” I say with a yawn.

“what?! hah! you must be crazy for saying that! going even over that water means going through territories of large clans, we’re gonna die if we do that!” Junba says in panic.

“We could ask the Chinchilla clan for some help of better directions” Bora opened his mouth to say something but then I continued “We could give it a try” Bora then nods with the idea.

“Bora! Your siding with this guy you just met yesterday over me?!” Junba says in disbelief.

“I mean we have never given it a try Junba, it’s worth a shot” Bora says.

“Well I’m staying here, where it’s safe, i-if you two don’t come back by tonight, then I’m all on my own” Junba says as he crosses his arms with a huff.

“A-anyways, Hako, before you two leave have a snack and, and, wait you never ate yesterday Hako are you not allowed to eat fruits? i never asked what kind of species you are” Junba asks me.

“Ah well, I’m a third era Seahorse” I say as I scratch my head with a light chuckle.

both of their eyes widen as they both say at the same time, “A Seahorse?! how is that even possible?!”

I sigh, I knew this was gonna happen.

“can they questions be later? haha I really need to get out of this island” I say in an awkward tone.

Junba squints his eyes at me as he observes me scanning me up and down.

he breathes in, “okay okay now hurry and come back safe or I’ma whoop your asses worse then they will” he says with a smile filled with worry.

Me and Bora were given a few snacks for the short trip we’re gonna head to.

and with that we were on our way to the little territory of the clan of the Chinchilla’s

Me and Bora kept exchanging short conversations as we went through the not so scary rain forest toward the direction of the Clan territory.

I made sure to make Bora go first most of the steps before me so that I wouldn’t look suspicious.

He went through the bushes before me, but as I stepped in through the bushes next, I hit the back of Bora not knowing he didn’t move much as I fall back a little and trip backwards.

“What the hell happened here” Bora says with a very shaken voice, I get up from the ground and stand beside Bora.

I was taken aback by the sight we were seeing.

Puddles of blood were everywhere as the walls of the little huts are painted by blood, bits of bones were scattered, scarps of rags and fur written with blood as it seemed someone was joking around with this.

“We have to look for survivors!” Bora says as anger and fear was written allover his face.

“of course we have to” I say in reply as Bora sprints into the the entrance.

I smirk, “I should help” I mutter out, But who to help, I wonder.

I start humming a random lullaby as I move according to its tune, I walk into the entrance of the pace as well.

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