Fyroh noticed Saphir was following him, but didn't pay any attention to it. When she stopped, he felt slightly guilty for some reason... but it wasn't enough to stop him. He continued on, trying to remember the way back... and failing, getting more and more lost in the forest every minute. It didn't matter to him, though. He needed some time to relax, no matter where. Eventually, after getting even more hopelessly lost, he sat down under a tree.
Suddenly, he noticed he was being watched. He couldn't quite make out what the creature in front of him was, but it looked like a bull, or perhaps a buffalo, or even a large boar... He didn't have a clue what it was doing in the forest, for it looked out of place, but he did know he would be dead if he didn't jump out of the way of its charge right that moment; so he jumped and rolled out of the way, leaving it to crash into the tree he was sitting under. It quickly recovered and turned to him; he knew he was unarmed, and also knew that he couldn't run faster than it. Trying desperately to think of a plan, he continued to dodge its charges... until, on one paticular leap, it also moved to the side, bashing into Fyroh.
And that was it. Fyroh was now furious. He leapt at the beast, landing on its back; he punched its eyeball while holding onto its horns, and then scratched it relentlessly, before throwing his head forwards and sinking his teeth into its' neck. The beast let out a cry of pain, and charged around, attempting to throw Fyroh off; and it worked to an extent; Fyroh flipped over the beasts head, but, still holding onto the horns, he pulled himself back and gave it a double kick to the face, causing a crack to be heard. He dropped off; then the beast became furious, kicking and roaring; instinctively, Fyroh grabbed a thick branch from the ground, and smacked it against the beasts head; and again, and again, before picking up a rock and pushing it into the wound on its neck, acting like a dagger. Finally, it gave its last roar, and collapsed.
Fyroh looked down upon the beast. How had he done it? He wasn't sure. He had been completely unarmed, but still killed it... at least, he hoped it was dead. He began to walk off, hoping to find his way out of the forest without encountering any more beasts. But it was hopeless; he was still completely lost.
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