The Trial began in a state of adolescence; snow blanketed the ground, and frozen grasses littered the soil beneath his feet. He had a tendency to walk about barefooted, but today he wore incredibly thin shoes composed of nothing more than boar hide. Sky searched desperately for mint, but it was an incredibly scarce resource due to the current weather conditions. He continued, and journeyed both far and wide; Mint was his favorite snack, but when crushed up and placed between lip and gum the lingering flavor was truly divine. The Savage searched far and wide, but only found far more grass and snow than plant.
Mint often had a distinct smell, and a very distinct look from what he recalled as he chewed the leaves so often. The leaves were typically green, and had serrated edges with tear-shaped leaves however due to the snow coverage he could not see enough to gather information. Therefore he decided to take a closer look, and knelt down in the snow only to discover that a mint plant rested a few paces in front of him. The moment he began gathering the plants he noticed something peculiar off in the distance, but he did not bother. Leaf by leaf, he plucked them off of the plant until it was stripped bare, and noticed that they were covered in small bits of ice.
The ice melted upon contact with his skin, and ran down the palm of his hand. Sky chose to turn his hand toward the side as to release the water, and made several attempts to count how many leaves he had. He noticed that when he drank the cold water in already harsh and cold conditions he entered a violent show of shivers. Every time that he attempted to count the leaves he failed, and simply began the process of crushing them in his hand. Several of the leaves simply snapped due to the cold temperature freezing their internal fluids, but they left behind a thin-paste with a familiar smell.
The savage rolled it in between his fingers until it became nearly a mush save for some of the stems in the leaves being left behind in the green mass. The smell was perfect, and typically he just chewed the leaves to achieve the wonderfully pungent taste. However, he had just learned how to make it less harsh and rough against his gums. The moment the process was complete he shoved the entire ball of crushed , partially liquidated mint leaves in between his gum and bottom lip. The moment he did so he could've sworn that he detected movement off in the distance again. What in the hell was that short thing that he saw moving a few feet away from him?
He moved closer to investigate, although his lip looked as if he left a walnut there, and the moment he got closer to it he noticed that it looked like a plant. Only the plant had legs, and arms, and something that grew out of its head. Sky was clad in nothing more than his bear-Korowai with his necklace made of human teeth around his neck. The closer that he got the more he understood that this was no plant; it was alive, a creature. The moment that he reached arms length with it he spoke, with his incredibly raspy and somewhat damaged voice.
“What are you?” The Savage beckoned the strange creature.
