Inobuthi had travelled the land for a long time, on the slow afternoon his feet grew tired, with a change in the winds on the way, and by the time he got to a river it was about nine
o'clock in the evening and the moon was coming up out of a clear starry sky over
the opposite forest. But the air was deadly cold and the wind
was like a flat blade of ice on his cheeks.
He was tired, hungry and just wanted to rest, that when he saw something, someone strange.
"Excuse me," he said, "but is there any way you can help me
from here?" he said in his deep voice.
Really he wasn't expecting an answer, other creatures were scared of him. His long arms, bright toxin colors. They always run in fear. As Inobuthi was about to call out to it again the other creature cam closer. He could no make it out. It was a cat....no moth...? It had rounded wings detailed like a waffle cone, especially its horn. It was a waffle cone! It's dark grey mane with colorful specs in it like sprinkles. It's light grey body