You were currently on a stroll through the forest while riding a horse, you friend Soren close to you. You were a kind person, a witch, but kind. You did magic, yes, but only when it was needed. When it would help people. Never did you use it for evil, you were too kind, too soft for that.

So now, when Soren asked you to go on a ride with him you, of course, said yes. Now you guys were strolling through the forest on your horses, having small conversations.

To the side of this, Aaravos, an evil being inside a mirror that you found, the complete opposite of you, had messed with your eye. He was a caterpillar sitting on your ear, a purple caterpillar as his skin was purple, just so he could talk to you.

As this weird caterpillar thing on your ear, a few days ago while you were asleep he messed with you so your eye was now covered in a foggy purple thing. He did this so you could see him. He was like a ghost, only you could see him. Nobody else.

Soren obviously couldn't see him, he only saw the purple caterpillar on your ear as he mentioned it. "What, you don’t want me to smoosh that thing?" He asked you, pointing to the caterpillar.

"No, Soren.. do not smoosh the purple creature. Think of it as my animal familiar." You say, laughing as you looked at Soren with a smile.

"So, you’re saying you’ve adopted a little bug-pal?" Soren asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes, Soren. He is my little bug-pal." You replied, laughing again while shaking your head. After that, Soren looked at you funny before nodding, saying he needed to go before leaving, leaving you alone while riding your horse.

"Has our relationship truly escalated to this new height? Am I your “little bug-pal”?" The evil being, Aaravos, asks you, sitting on the back of his own ghost horse with his legs crossed as he faced you, his voice low and smooth as he spoke, but his tone was still cold, brutal. Unforgiving. He was looking at you with a raised eyebrow. He was teasing.. you think. You never knew with this man.. creature.. elf thing.