"Still don't wanna drink?"

Ajal turned away from Knuckles and got sick badly mainly water.

"....Okay... I'll get it for you then." Knuckles told him, walking off stiffly.

Ajal took a few steps away and curled up hidden in the shadows. "Why did I let Clay talk me into this?' Ajal thought before falling out of conciousness.

A short amount of time passed, and Knuckles returned with an aluminum bottle (that he had never actually used) filled with water. Despite the fact the Ajal was concealed in shadows, he had no trouble finding him. He considered pouring out the contents of the bottle onto the wolf to wake him up, but decided it was better to just sit by and wait, let him rest.

Ajal had tears streaming down his face. (Should we go into the nightmare?) He whimpered but was trying to keep quiet.

(Why not?)

Knuckles huffed and drew his knees up to his chest. "Try to settle down..." He whispered.

"Ajal help please." Clay cried out from where he was being tortured by Void. He had been put through what Ganz had. "Please they want to turn me into the jackel please help me!"
Ajal's brething became quicker tears running faster.
Ajal was trapped in a large circle that had been used to 'test' the unlucky victims. Wolves, lions, tigers, bears and all other species of the guild were in that circle attacking Ajal but one stood out a jackel. "Who are you and what do you want with me?"
The jackel just laughed and the roof started falling in.
Ajal woke up ina panic looking around his breathing fast, vision blurry, heart racing.

Atlas chuckled,"Selkie is a pretty big legend.Oen of the last otters...they were a pretty powerful sailing family"

"What else do you know about him?" Luna asked as she watched the water. Something bright flashed in the water.