Spirit, in his ginger feline form, stands over you as you wake up in the Forrest. He’s blurry, and upside down in your vision and you come to. He tilts his head as you go to sit up, but end up falling back down for a second, a bit dizzy; dazed, and weak. “Mreow..?” he says in cat, almost like a question, but almost laughing at you, as well.