Elizar watched as you walked through the woods with a curse following you. His long, sharp claws dug into the tree branch that he hung on to.

"Tch, idiot."

He whispered to himself, watching as you seemed to not notice it.

"Hey! Stranger!"

He called out, letting himself fall from the branch and land on his feet.

"You know abou-"

Elizar was cut off from the shock that he felt when he got to see you up close.

"...There's a curse following you."

He said plainly.