-my - Hunting Adventure Time Everkyun-

The air in the Whispering Woods had that sharp, electric taste that only came right before a total Myto Eclipse. Everkyun, my fluffy-eared, perpetually anxious hunting partner, tugged at the hem of my leather jerkin with a shivering paw. "Kyuuu," he whimpered, his large, opalescent eyes scanning the purple gloom of the overgrowth. "Bad hum. The sparkle-boars are hiding."

The Glimmer-Maw's head, a featureless shard of obsidian, turned toward us. It had no eyes, but I felt its attention like a weight. It tasted our futures. It saw me missing the shot. It saw Everkyun running away. It saw us both as nothing.

He closed his eyes, his long ears swiveling like fuzzy radar dishes. He let out a silent pulse—I could feel it in my molars—and then pointed a trembling claw toward a clump of pulsating Fungal Ferns. Two o'clock. Fifty paces. -my hunting adventure time everkyun-

We were deep in the Thornveil, a section of the woods where the trees grew bone-white and the moss glowed a sickly chartreuse. My crossbow, "Grudge-Holder," was loaded with a sleep bolt dipped in Dreamroot extract. I didn't want to kill a sparkle-boar; I just needed a tusk. They grew back, like antlers.

"Alright, Everk," I whispered. "Echo-locate." The air in the Whispering Woods had that

Everkyun puffed out his cheeks, a soft, bioluminescent glow emanating from the star-shaped patch on his forehead. He wasn't just a pet; he was a Kyun—a rare creature attuned to the emotional and magical resonance of the forest. When he said "bad hum," you listened.

Everkyun's star-patch blazed. Not the soft, sleepy glow of a content Kyun, but a searing, supernova white. He opened his tiny mouth and screamed —not a sound, but a pure, resonant note that shattered the fungal ferns around us into glittering dust. The "bad hum" became a "good roar." "Bad hum

I grabbed the discarded sparkle-boar tusk, shoved the Glimmer-Maw pearl into my pouch, and carried Everkyun all the way home through the now-quiet woods. The Sky-Sled engine could wait. Right now, my hunting adventure had given me something better than a trophy.

But it didn't see what happened next.

But the Maw was furious. It lunged—not at Everkyun, but at me. It knew I was the anchor. Without me, the Kyun was just a lost creature.