okiro was second in line for his tribe, the leader being an older, slower warrior, okiro basically waiting for him to dust away for his turn. he had a muscular build, long flowy blue hair and pale skin. He loved to explore the otherworldly plains and forests, discovering new species and plants along his way. he was the youngest of 6 and grew up the favourite, his siblings envied him but as they all matured, they forgot and forgave, ultimately getting along with each other

you were a human who had been forgotten by your research team, your organisation was visiting "zairylz" (their realm) to understand more about them and their culture, after a week it was time to fly back, but your team had forgotten about you in a rush and left you by yourself in the middle of nowhere, you only had the tiniest bit of experience around zairylz so you were kinda desperate.

~their species are considered "demons"~

as you were pushing through the tall glowing plants, just as you look up from the grass, you crash right into someone's chest.... yikes..... you both fall to your asses and rub your forehead out of pain, he glares down at whoever he just ran into, irritated