Venturing The Wildwood

AOIFE BELLE COSMO

With newfound determination, Aoife stepped forward, ready to embrace the challenges and wonders of the Realm of Spiritbeasts. Each heartbeat echoed with possibilities, and she was prepared to uncover the mysteries that lay ahead. As she ventured into the unknown, she resolved to focus on her quest while keeping an open heart to the changes that awaited her in this extraordinary world.

According to Moonbeam, the system in the form of a winged panda, this realm of Spiritbeasts is vast and diverse. "Every continent holds different kinds of Spiritbeasts," it informs me as we walk through the lush undergrowth. "There are animal kingdoms, marine kingdoms, and even realms inhabited by reptiles and insects in distant lands. Some deserts are full of wild beasts that torment female Spiritbeasts."

I shiver at the thought. "Good thing I'm far away from that place," I reply, glancing around at the vibrant green foliage and towering trees surrounding me. "All I see here are forests, mountains, and breathtaking landscapes."

Moonbeam nods, its wings glimmering in the dappled sunlight. "This Wildwood continent is primarily the domain of animal kingdoms. Each tribe is centered around a single species, which dictates their lifestyle."

"Like how?" I ask, intrigued.

"Take the wolf tribes, for instance," Moonbeam explains. "They operate in packs, valuing strong family bonds and loyalty. Their culture revolves around the full moon, which they celebrate with howling ceremonies that strengthen their connection to nature. They are exceptional hunters, using teamwork and communication to outsmart their prey."

"That sounds incredible!" I exclaim, imagining the pack dynamics. "And what about the other tribe like lions?"

"The lion tribe is quite different," Moonbeam continues. "They are patriarchal, led by a powerful lion king who guides pride. Their territory spans open savannas, and they hunt larger prey, like zebras and wildebeests, showcasing their strength and agility. They hold grand ceremonies during the changing of seasons, celebrating life and honoring their ancestors with dances and songs."

"Wow, each tribe has its unique culture, and somehow they are quite similar to earth's animal kingdom. It's interesting!" I say, I'm fascinated. "But how far is it to the nearest tribe?"

"It will take you about five days to reach them," Moonbeam replies, a hint of caution in its voice. "However, without access to a mini-map until you arrive, it may take even longer. You need to prepare yourself for the journey ahead."

"Five days? That feels daunting," I murmur, feeling a mix of excitement and anxiety. "What should I do to prepare?"

"First, gather resources," Moonbeam instructs. "The forest is rich with herbs and fruits, and you'll need to collect water from a nearby stream. It's vital to be self-sufficient in this wild place."

I nod, determination swelling within me. "Alright, let's get started!"

As we venture deeper into the Wildwood, the trees grow denser, their branches forming a natural canopy overhead. Sunlight filters through the leaves, casting playful shadows on the forest floor. The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and blooming wildflowers, creating an intoxicating atmosphere. "This place is so alive," I breathe, taking in the chorus of chirping birds and rustling leaves.

"Indeed, but remember to stay alert," Moonbeam cautions. "While the forest is beautiful, it can also be dangerous."

After walking for a while, I spot a patch of vibrant herbs sprouting near the base of a large tree, their leaves shimmering in various shades of green. "Look at these, Moonbeam! They're so colorful!" I kneel down, gently brushing my fingers over the soft leaves.

"Those are excellent for medicinal purposes. Gather a handful," Moonbeam encourages, its voice filled with excitement.

I carefully pluck several sprigs, their fresh scent filling my nostrils. I place them in a small pile and glance down at my tattered clothes, considering my options. An idea strikes me. I tear a strip from the hem of my shirt and use it to bundle the herbs together. The fabric feels rough against my fingers, but the action gives me a sense of purpose.

"Good thinking!" Moonbeam praises. "Now, let's find some fruits."

I rise and scan the area, spotting a bush laden with glistening berries, their deep red hue almost glowing in the sunlight. "How about those?" I ask, pointing excitedly.

"Those look delicious! Just make sure to test a small amount first," Moonbeam advises, its eyes sparkling.

I carefully pluck a berry, popping it into my mouth. The sweet juice bursts on my tongue, and I can't help but smile. "Delicious! I'll gather more." I pick several berries, placing them alongside the herbs in my makeshift fabric bundle, feeling the weight of my collection grow.

Feeling confident, I continue my search, moving through the underbrush with a sense of adventure. I spot some small, tender leaves nearby, their vibrant green contrasting with the earthy tones of the forest floor. "What about these?" I ask, kneeling beside them.

"Those are edible too! Gather a few," Moonbeam instructs.

I pluck the leaves, adding them to my growing collection. Each new addition fills me with pride. "This is turning out great!" I say, feeling a sense of accomplishment.

"Oh, and don't forget to collect some small sticks for your fire later," Moonbeam reminds me.

"Right!" I reply, looking around for suitable branches. I find some twigs and gather a small handful, their rough surfaces promising to catch flame easily. I add them to my fabric bundle, careful to balance the weight so it doesn't tip over.

With my supplies collected and secured by a strip of fabric, I feel a surge of pride. "I'm ready to find that water now!" I announce, adjusting my makeshift bundle as I head toward the stream.

"Follow the sound of flowing water; it's close," Moonbeam guides me, and soon we arrive at the bubbling stream. The water sparkles under the sunlight, creating a mesmerizing dance of light.

I kneel down and cup my hands to drink, feeling the coolness refresh me. "Ah, this is so good!" I exclaim, savoring the taste as I sip from my hands. I fill my palms again, feeling the cool liquid cascading over my fingers. "I could really use a proper water bottle, though."

"Indeed," Moonbeam agrees. "But first, you must complete some tasks to earn your supplies."

Once I've quenched my thirst, I look at my gathered items, feeling accomplished. "I think I did a pretty good job! Now, what's next?"

"Try crafting a tool," Moonbeam suggests. "You'll need a knife for future tasks. There are stones along the riverbank that can be sharpened."

"Good idea! I'll find a suitable rock," I reply, scanning the riverbed. After some searching, I find a smooth stone that looks promising, its surface glinting in the sunlight.

"Break it carefully," Moonbeam instructs. "Align it well so it can form a sharp edge."

I use another stone to break it, focusing intently. The sound of rock against rock echoes in the quiet forest, and after several attempts, I shape the rock into a sharp blade. "I think I did it!" I exclaim, holding it up for Moonbeam to see.

"Great job, Aoife!" Moonbeam praises, its eyes sparkling with delight. "Now, you need to attach it to a stick."

I collect a sturdy branch, its bark rough beneath my fingertips, and bind the sharp rock to it using strips of my tattered shirt. "This is going to work, I can feel it!" I mutter, tying the fabric tightly, my heart racing with anticipation.

After a few moments, I finally completed my first knife. "Yes! I did it!" I shout, grinning from ear to ear.

[+100 Experience Points +100 Silver Ore]

"Congratulations! You've completed your first beginner tasks," Moonbeam announces, a glowing gift materializing before me.

[+100 Experience Points +100 Silver Ore]

"What is it?" I ask, eyes widening.

"A set of clothes made from hide and fur," Moonbeam reveals, and I can hardly believe my eyes. A stylish crop top and skirt appear, along with a pair of sturdy leather boots.

"No way! This is amazing!" I gasp, trying on the clothes. "They fit perfectly!"

"Practical and comfortable for your new life," Moonbeam says, beaming with pride. "And there's more!"

Alongside the clothes, a beautifully crafted water bottle made of hide appears in my hands. "Finally! Now I can carry water with me!" I exclaim, feeling a wave of relief wash over me.

"Also, I present you with a space ring designed to gather your supplies," Moonbeam continues, its voice taking on a more instructive tone. "This ring will help you manage the items you collect. It has a default capacity that will expand as you complete more tasks related to gathering and crafting."

"Expand? How does that work?" I ask, intrigued.

"Each time you successfully complete a gathering task or craft an item, the ring will absorb that experience, increasing its capacity," Moonbeam explains. "You can store more resources, which will be essential for your journey. Just remember to keep track of what you gather."

"This is incredible! I feel ready to tackle whatever comes my way," I say, excitement bubbling inside me.

"Remember, Aoife, the Wildwood is full of mysteries," Moonbeam warns, hovering close. "Stay vigilant and trust your instincts."

With newfound determination, I take a deep breath and step forward. "Let's do this, Moonbeam! I'm ready to explore and uncover the secrets of this extraordinary world."

As we venture deeper into the Wildwood, I suddenly spot a small, white bear cub, no bigger than an infant, peeking out from behind a tree. Its fur is fluffy and soft, resembling a gentle cloud. "Look, Moonbeam! What is that?" I whisper, captivated by the adorable creature.

"That is a Befur cub, a bear that can be kept as a pet," Moonbeam explains, its voice filled with warmth. "While adult Befurs can be formidable and hunted for food, the cubs are friendly and affectionate."

Crouching low, I approach the Befur cautiously, extending my hand. The little bear tilts its head, curious, and takes a hesitant step forward. "Hey there, little one," I coo softly. "You're so cute!"

The Befur sniffs my fingers before nuzzling against my hand, its soft fur sending a wave of affection through me. "Can I keep it?" I ask, glancing at Moonbeam with hopeful eyes.

"You may form a bond with it, but remember, it will require care and attention," Moonbeam replies. "If you choose to take it with you, it can aid you on your journey."

"I want to!" I exclaim, filled with excitement. I gently lift the Befur into my arms, feeling its warmth and weight. "I'll name you Lune!"

Lune looks up at me with wide, innocent eyes, and I can't help but smile. "Let's stick together, okay?"

But suddenly, a powerful rustle in the bushes nearby snaps me back to reality. My heart races as I turn to see a massive adult Befur charging toward us, its eyes fixed on Lune. The creature roars, a deep, guttural sound that reverberates through the forest.

"No! It's the mother!" I gasp, realizing the danger. I tighten my grip on Lune, feeling panic surge through me.

"Get ready, Aoife!" Moonbeam warns, its voice urgent. "You must defend yourself!"

The adult Befur lunges forward, its sharp teeth bared and claws extended. I quickly assess my surroundings, adrenaline pumping through my veins. I can't let it harm Lune. I step back, trying to buy myself a moment to think.

As the Befur closes in, I remember my knife. "Stay back!" I shout, brandishing it, my voice trembling but resolute. The Befur hesitates for a split second, then charges again.

In an instant, I calculate my move. I take a deep breath, steadying my hand, and wait until the Befur is almost upon me. With a swift motion, I throw the knife, aiming for its eyes. The blade glints in the sunlight as it slices through the air.

The Befur lets out a pained roar as the knife strikes its target, hitting one eye. It staggers back, howling in agony, clawing at the air in confusion. My heart races as I see my chance.

"Now's my chance!" I shout, adrenaline fueling my actions. I rush forward, grabbing another stone from the ground, focusing on the creature that has now turned, still disoriented from the pain.

With the Befur momentarily distracted, I swing the rock with all my strength, aiming for its other eye. The impact is solid, and the creature roars again, thrashing in pain, but I know I can't relent.

I grab a sturdy branch from the ground, wielding it like a club. As the Befur tries to shake off the pain, I dash in again, swinging the branch at its snout. The force of the blow makes the Befur stumble back, its growls turning into desperate cries.

"Stay away from Lune!" I yell, my voice echoing through the trees. With one final, determined swing, I strike the Befur hard, and it finally retreats, turning to disappear into the forest, leaving behind a trail of frustration and confusion.

Breathing heavily, I drop to my knees, clutching Lune close to my chest. "It's okay, Lune. We're safe now," I whisper, feeling the adrenaline begin to fade.

But as I sit there, my heart sinks. "I didn't want to hurt its mother," I admit, tears pricking my eyes. "I just wanted to protect you, but now... I've separated a cub from its mother."

Moonbeam flutters down beside me, its eyes filled with understanding. "Aoife, it's natural to feel regret, but consider this: Most creatures in this realm act out of instinct. Many adult Befurs abandon their cubs to survive alone, which is why you found Lune by itself."

I shake my head, still grappling with the guilt. "But it was just trying to defend its baby."

"It was not protecting anything; it simply saw you as a threat," Moonbeam replies gently. "But Lune is much safer in your care. You will provide the love and protection that many cubs never receive. You can give Lune a chance at a happy life, one that many others do not have."

I look down at Lune, who snuggles against me, completely trusting. "You're right, Moonbeam. I can give Lune a home and a family."

Moonbeam nods, its wings shimmering in the dappled sunlight. "Your bond with Lune is a powerful one, and it will strengthen both of you as you journey together. Remember, you are not just protecting Lune; you are giving it a new purpose."

With a deep breath, I wipe away my tears and look up at Moonbeam, feeling a sense of resolve. "Thank you for reminding me. I won't let my regret overshadow the goods I can do."

As I rise to my feet, a sense of determination washes over me. "Let's keep moving. We still have to find the nearest tribe and learn how to navigate this world."

"Indeed," Moonbeam agrees, its wings shimmering in the dappled light. "Now, onto your next tasks. You must hunt ten wild beasts, but be cautious; venture forth with care."

With Lune nestled safely in my arms, I felt a renewed sense of purpose as I prepared for my next task. "Hunt ten wild bunhopers," Moonbeam had instructed, and I was determined to succeed. The thought of hunting rabbits seemed daunting, but I knew it was necessary for my journey.

As I moved deeper into the Wildwood, I scanned the underbrush for any signs of movement. The forest was alive with sounds—the rustling of leaves, the distant calls of birds, and the occasional snap of a twig. I took a deep breath, feeling the cool air fill my lungs, and set Lune down gently. "Stay close, little one," I whispered, stroking its soft fur.

Moonbeam hovered nearby, its wings shimmering in the dappled sunlight. "Look for signs of bunhopers—tracks, droppings, or even the faintest rustle in the grass. They are quick, so you must be swift and quiet."

I nodded, focusing on the task at hand. As I moved through the underbrush, I spotted a series of small paw prints pressed into the soft earth. "Look, Moonbeam! Tracks!" I exclaimed, my heart racing with excitement.

"Excellent! Follow them, but tread lightly," Moonbeam advised.

I carefully followed the tracks, moving slowly to avoid making noise. The path led me to a clearing where the grass was short and lush. I crouched low, scanning the area for any sign of movement. My heart raced as I spotted a bunhoper, its soft, brown fur blending seamlessly with the surrounding foliage. It was nibbling on some clover, completely unaware of my presence.

Taking a deep breath, I remembered the knife I had crafted. With a steady hand, I gripped it tightly, my fingers brushing against the rough wooden handle. I needed to be patient and wait for the right moment to strike.

Suddenly, the bunhoper twitched its ears, sensing something amiss. My heart raced. I held it perfectly still, hoping it would return to its meal. After a few tense moments, it relaxed and resumed nibbling. I could feel the adrenaline coursing through me.

I took a slow, measured step forward, my eyes locked onto the bunhoper. Just as I was about to make my move, a rustle in the nearby bushes startled it. The bunhoper froze, its big eyes wide with fear, and then it bolted away, darting into the underbrush.

"Too slow, Aoife!" Moonbeam chided gently, but I could sense the encouragement in its tone. "Don't lose heart; this is just the beginning."

I sighed, disappointed but determined. "I can do this," I whispered to myself. I searched the clearing for more signs of bunhopers, scanning the grass and bushes carefully.

After a few more minutes, I spotted another bunhoper, this one slightly larger and sitting just beyond a cluster of ferns. My heart raced again as I crouched low, observing its movements. I noted the way it twitched its nose, constantly on alert.

This time, I waited patiently, watching its rhythm. When it turned to nibble on a patch of clover, I readied myself. I took a deep breath, focused on my target, and sprang forward with all the speed I could muster.

The bunhoper leaped into the air, but I was faster this time. With a swift motion, I thrust my knife forward, and the blade connected. The bunhoper fell, and I felt a rush of triumph mixed with a pang of guilt.

I knelt beside it, taking a moment to honor the creature. "Thank you for your sacrifice," I murmured, feeling the weight of the responsibility I carried. I quickly set to work, using my knife to prepare the bunhoper for storage.

[+10 Experience Points +1 Silver Ore]

As I finished, I felt a sense of accomplishment washing over me. "One down, nine to go," I said with a determined smile, glancing at Lune, who watched curiously.

Moving forward, I repeated the process, spotting more bunhopers as I ventured through the forest. Each hunt became a lesson in patience and strategy. I learned to read the signs of their presence, from the rustling of leaves to the faint scents carried on the breeze.

As I continued my search, I spotted another bunhoper peeking out from behind a bush. It was nibbling on some tender greens, blissfully unaware of my presence. I crouched low again, feeling the familiar rush of adrenaline. This time, I moved even more cautiously, inching closer.

With a calculated leap, I sprang forward, knife in hand. The bunhoper darted away, but I was ready. I followed its path, weaving through the underbrush, determined not to let it escape. I spotted it a few yards ahead, hesitating.

In one swift motion, I threw my knife. It struck true, and I felt a surge of victory. "Yes!" I exclaimed quietly, rushing over to collect my prize.

[+10 Experience Points +1 Silver Ore]

After two successful catches, I felt increasingly confident. As I moved deeper into the woods, I noticed the tracks becoming more frequent. I followed a narrow trail, and soon I stumbled upon a small family of bunhopers, grazing peacefully in a sunlit clearing.

Knowing I had to be strategic, I focused on the largest of the group. I crouched low and waited for the right moment. The bunhopers were alert, their ears twitching at every sound. I felt my heart race as I prepared to make my move.

As one of the bunhopers turned its back, I seized my chance. I burst forward, knife drawn, and in a swift motion, I captured another bunhoper. My heart pounded with excitement; I had now caught three.

[+10 Experience Points +1 Silver Ore]

The next two hunts were a blur of adrenaline and focus. I found a secluded area where the grass was tall and the sunlight filtered through the leaves. I crouched low, waiting patiently.

Soon, I spotted two bunhopers close together. I decided to go for both, knowing it would be a challenge. I waited until they were distracted, nibbling on some clover, and then I sprung into action.

With a quick throw of my knife, I struck one, and while the other was startled, I quickly chased it down. This time, I was quick on my feet, and I managed to catch the fifth bunhoper as well. "Four and five down!" I cheered softly, feeling exhilarated.

[+20 Experience Points +2 Silver Ore]

The remaining bunhopers were more elusive. After my initial success, they seemed to sense the danger lurking in the forest. I spent several tense moments tracking a single bunhoper, moving silently through the underbrush.

I encountered a few false alarms where I thought I had spotted one, only to have it dart away at the last moment. Each near-miss only fueled my determination. Finally, I caught sight of a lone bunhoper, cautiously nibbling at some grass.

With a deep breath, I crouched low, my heart pounding as I prepared to pounce. I lunged forward, and this time, I barely missed. But I didn't give up; I followed it, weaving through the trees until I finally caught up and made the capture.

The last few bunhopers proved to be a test of my skills. I tracked them through thick underbrush and open fields, adapting to their movements and learning from my previous mistakes. With each successful hunt, I felt my confidence grow, culminating in a final catch that brought my total to ten.

[+10 Experience Points +1 Silver Ore]

[+10 Experience Points +1 Silver Ore]

[+10 Experience Points +1 Silver Ore]

[+10 Experience Points +1 Silver Ore]

[+10 Experience Points +1 Silver Ore]

As I stood there, surrounded by the fruits of my labor, I took a moment to reflect on the journey. Each hunt had taught me not just about the physical act of capturing prey, but about patience, perseverance, and respect for the creatures of the Wildwood.

"Ten bunhopers," I said, surveying my gathered catches with a mix of pride and humility. "We did it, Lune!"

Moonbeam fluttered beside me, its wings shimmering in approval. "Well done, Aoife! You have shown great skill and perseverance. Now, let's prepare to return and make the most of your hard-earned bounty."

With a flick of its wings, Moonbeam summoned a soft, radiant light that enveloped me and the gathered bunhopers. The light sparkled like stars, and I felt a warm sensation wash over me. "You have completed your task, and as a reward, I have something special for you."

[+100 Experience Points +100 Silver Ore]

The light began to coalesce, forming a butterfly knife and beautiful bow-and-arrow set, intricately crafted from the finest materials of the Wildwood. The knife and bow was elegantly curved, adorned with delicate carvings of leaves and vines, and it had a smooth finish that felt comfortable in my grip. Beside it lay a quiver filled with a hundred arrows, each one expertly fletched and sharp, ready for use.

"This butterfly knife and especially the bow-and-arrow set will serve you well on your journey," Moonbeam explained, its voice filled with warmth." As you continue to explore the Wildwood, you'll find that having a ranged weapon can be invaluable. The arrows are enchanted to fly true, guided by the spirit of the forest."

I gasped in awe, my eyes wide as I reached out to touch the bow. "This is incredible! Thank you so much, Moonbeam!" I couldn't contain my excitement, feeling a surge of confidence at the thought of wielding such a powerful tool.

"Practice with it often, Aoife," Moonbeam advised. "The more you use it, the more skilled you will become. And remember, it is not just for hunting; it can also be a means of protection."

I nodded, feeling the weight of responsibility that came with the gift. "I will, I promise!"

As I strapped the quiver to my back and gripped the bow firmly, I felt a sense of empowerment. With Lune by my side and this new weapon in hand, I was ready to face whatever challenges the Wildwood had in store for me.

I opened my character profile to see my accumulated points.

[Character Profile]

Name: Aoife Belle Cosmo

Level: 0 (400/1000)

Rank: S

Title: None

Spiritbeasts Alignment: Light, Nature, Healing

Status: Confused and disoriented after awakening from a coma (Weakened State)

Attributes (Average Attributes: 10):

- Strength: 15 (-5% Debuffs) (+12% Defense)

- Dexterity: 25 (-5% Debuffs) (+1% Speed)

- Constitution: 14

- Intelligence: 30

- Wisdom: 33

Magical Capacity

- Mana: 150/150

Life Spirit Condition (Weakened State Under 50)

- Life: 99/100

- Spirit: 90/100

Potential (Average Potential: B):

- Healing Potential: SS

- Intellectual Potential: S

- Magic Potential: A

- Physical Potential: A

Skills (Max Level: 10):

- Martial Arts (Level 10)

Ability: Combat Mastery

- Gymnastics (Level 10)

Ability: Agile Acrobat

- Archery (Level 10)

Ability: Hawkeye Focus

- Artist (Level 10)

Ability: Inspiring Artistry

- Ballet Dancer (Level 9)

Ability: Elegant Movement

- Ice Skating (Level 8)

Ability: Glacial Flow

- Survivalist (Level 4)

Ability: Nature's Ally

- Knife Master (Level 3)

Ability: Precision Strikes

- Cooking (Level 3)

Ability: Delicious Cooking

Wealth (Currency):

- Crystals: 0

- Gold: 0

- Silver: 310

Equipment:

- Head: None

- Body: Hide Cropped Top (+1% Defense

- Arm: None

- Legs: Hide Skirt (+1% Defense)

- Feet: Leather Boots (+10% Defense +1% Speed)

Storage Ring (50 Square Meter)

- Herbs 190

- Spices 123

- Fruits 158

- Sticks 145

- Makeshift Knife 1

- Water bottle (Hide) 1 litter

- Bunhopers Meat 10

- Bunhopers Hide 10

- Butterfly Knife 1

- Wooden Bow 1

- Wooden Arrows 100

"Now, let's head back and prepare for your next adventure," Moonbeam encouraged, its wings sparkling in the fading light of the day.

With renewed determination, I set off, Lune trotting beside me and the bow slung over my shoulder. Each step felt lighter, the world around me brimming with possibilities. I knew that my journey was just beginning, and with every challenge I faced, I would grow stronger and more capable in the enchanting realm of Spiritbeasts.