Niyol was confident that together they could handle anything thrown their way. He puffed out his chest looking all the part that he wasn’t worried or anything at all, and in reality the airheaded boy really wasn’t worried. What was the point of worrying before any problems showed up anyway? Mochi, likewise, didn’t seem concerned either. A grin split across Niyol’s maw, this really was going to be an adventure. The swampy smell was strong, but it wasn’t until he stepped in the gushy mud that Niyol kept picking his paws up sloshing about in the sticky muddy mixture from all the rains that had happened in the area. This certainly seemed to fit the description of a swamp right? So maybe they were close to that horrible Iromar place they were told to stay away from.

Niyol asked if what his brother thought of his idea, and he agreed with him to a degree, saying that he thought the Pirate was from there and they were probably getting close to them now. Niyol nodded, feeling a little nervous, but he wasn’t going to back down. They could take some dirty pirate right? There was nothing to be scared of… right? ”Ye-yeah.” He said feeling the anticipation and gravity of what was going down on them. After all this could be life or death right? Fighting for the ultra important stone of power. They couldn’t let them have it.

Mochi agreed with him, and it did make sense. They wanted power, they were trying to scare and be mean to everyone across all Moladion right? They hurt other wolves cause they could, it only made sense that they would want more power. Niyol was going to use that power for good, chaotic good, but good. Just pranks and stuff, nothing that actually hurt anyone. He looked around too when his brother said they could be sneaky and they needed to start looking around the area. It was soon after their search started that his brother called to him, saying he thought he found a piece of the stone.

Huh!? You found a piece of it!” He said bouncing towards his sibling but stopping dead when he heard the growl. He whipped around, so on edge his head almost did the weird thing it could do where it turned almost all the way around before his body followed. Wait… Niyol recognized that wolf. ”It’s YOU!” Niyol shouted. ”You’re the one I thought was nice, you helped me into the tree!! You stole my power stone?”

Niyol was taking this all quite seriously. After all they smelled swamp, for all they both knew maybe this wolf was a traitor hiding out in their pack waiting for the opportune moment to strike. He found Niyol’s stone instead and ran off with it to give to his Iromar Overlords. He looked quite upset, his eyebrows knit wondering what he and his brother were going to do now confronted with his new enemy.