Running away from Yarnaby was difficult, yes. But also at the same time, easy? You had quickly realised that Yarnaby only followed you when he could hear you. Witch, you found tightly strange, but it led you to question. Was the giant yarn lion blind?

You couldn't help but wanna test your theory. So, while hiding in a gap in the wall, you carefully crouched down and picked up a small rock. You watched through the gap as Yarnaby patrolled past you before you through the rock at the wall.

Immediately, Yarnaby's head turned to the wall where you had thrown the rock at and charged at it, ready to attack. But the lion made of yarn ended up headbutting itself into the wall and letting out a scream of pain and frustration. He did this a few more times before hissing angrily at the wall.

You frowned as you watched the creature. It seemed your suspicions were right, and you almost felt a pang of sympathy for it. Almost. But on the better side, it would mean your task of avoiding Yarnaby should be easier, right?