[Shadestorm]

Raz was now on the ground, inspecting the paramite. After finding this Keero-Keero was a pet, he felt guilty he had debated whether or not to save it.

This Krezz didn't sound like anyone that might be nice to him, it was a definite Slig name, and though a Slig owning a paramite was odd, he hadn't had a good time with Sligs.

Still, the thing was pretty helpless, he would atleast fix it up before sending it on it's way. He left Keero-Keero in a resting position on a Bunja leaf, the long fibers would keep it comfortable.

He continued with his search for spooce, if he was going to help this creature, he had to be awake. He didn't find the spooce.

He did however, find a small, murky spring, that while not drinkable would be able to clean the paramite's wounds.

Raz creeped back to the meadow, where the paramite lay sleeping. He layed it on his back, and inched over to the spring.

He, arriving at the spring, lay the paramite on the ground.

*Tchik* A twig snapped behind Raz. Raz swirved to see a teal-skinned native glance around. Raz swirved into a defensive position.

*Thunk* Raz had a moment to look behind at his attacker before he blacked-out.

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