The Search for the Cup Continues I

"What do you think, Fox Spirit?" A curly haired woman asked Keng. Keng studied the ground, scribbling runes in the air. He called the runes out under his breath as his eyes scanned the forests below. The curly haired woman and her small crew of three had taken him by wind to check on the forests. Keng had studied close and far for the last few hours and was just on the precipice of an answer.

"There are traces of curse energy left," Keng stopped writing. The silver starlight glowed off him and fell below. He had allowed his energy to fall and give nature some positive energy. "But I wouldn't worry too much. With time, the animals will come back. And when they do, the monsters won't be too far behind. For now, I would continue your hunts like usual. In time the forest will call the animals back and you will be able to hunt."

"It's great we built a ranch." A dark-skinned man commented. "If it weren't for Hailey's and Russell's idea, we would've starved ages ago."