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The faint hum of insects can be heard in the background, a natural ambience for the prehistoric land. A sever for primal beasts of yore, and where a recently spirited away human is trudging through. Covered in mud and feeling the ache in their back they let out another world weary sigh and stop in place, trying to ignore the feeling of mud creeping up their shins and look around the wetlands but huff through their nose and take off their glasses, trying and failing to wipe off mud from the lenses with their black scarf but just end up smearing it and effectively making them useless.

"Fuck," they say to themself. placing their now free hand onto the bridge of their nose but quickly remove it, in fear of accidentally rubbing mud into their bluish green eyes and squint slightly, trying to see if there is a spot to rest and thankfully there was. A fallen log close to the shoreline, somewhat submerged into the ground and most likely damp, but it would have to do for the human and they begin to head to the log. When they reach it, they take off their big shawl like scarf and place it over the log and sit on it shortly after. Dropping their small black bag inbetween in feet and hold their head down with their glasses in one hand while running the other hand through their muddied, messy dark brown hair before quickly untying and retying it.

They sit, staring at their muddied glasses while it laid in their pale ivory hands and held a soft glint, even under all the mud. Another sigh leaves them as they look down to the small bag and pick it up, and open it. Taking out a small red ball that shined under the sunlight, even when the foil was being pulled of the chocolate and plop it into their mouth. They let it sit on their tongue as they put the wrapper into the bag and begin fishing out another one but the sounds of splashing footsteps cause them to stop and look up.

WHAM

A flash of purple,yellow and white headbutts the human and causes them to fall backwards to the floor below, causing a grunt to leave them. Leaving the digimon who headbutted them to stand there with a triumphant smirk on their face as he glances down at the other mammal, and lets out a chuff at the sight before them but quickly move their sight at the small bag that was flung to the ground. And with a little trot he picks up the bag and begins to rummages through it, taking out a small white ball from it and rotates it inbetween his claws as his ruby red eyes watch it carefully, but is quickly reminded of the other mammal's presence with a groan and sound of movement that causes one of their ears to twitch and make them look over his shoulders. The sight before them is the human holding their head with one and looking at the Elecmon with a groggy look as they recover from his headbutt, glancing down to see the bag that the digimon is holding and seems to sober up at that fact.

With a hardened glare and a suspicious tone, the human asks "What are you doing?" to the digimon, who in turns stares with a cool, uninterested stare but pushes the bag closer to their chest as he answers curtly.

"Nunya," this causes the human's face to scrunch up in confusion, momentarily stunned by their answer. Giving the Elecmon ample time to put the bag's handle into their mouth, and just as the handle enters his mouth the human continued.

"Nunya?" They echoed with a somewhat accusatory tone and with a step forwards,

"Nunya Business!" He shoots back with a slightly muffled voice and big smirk, and quickly jumps out of the way when the now angry human tried but fail to lunge at them, making a triumphant "HA" to leave Elecmon who hops onto the log and waits for the human to pull their face from the grass beneath them and glare daggers at him. Which causes his smirk to grow, he then proceeds to pull an akanbe on the human with a big raspberry shortly after, and eagerly hops off the log and disappears into a patch of reeds. Snickering to themself as he hops and skips over the grassy terrain of the forest with practice ease. Weaving and bobbing between the trees with great speed, it was only when he looked over his shoulder was when they tripped over a root that protruded from the ground and caused him to tumble upon themself, along bumping their chin against the floor and squishing the bag underneath his head. With a small groan they push themself up and pause, noticing a that he barely stopped before a tree and looks up, but it wasn't a tree but a Woodmon instead.

Said Woodmon was eyeing him, or more specifically the bag that Elecmon was carrying, "What's this?" cockily asked the plant while he takes a step forward closer to the smaller mammal. Who in turn quickly gets up and hop out of Woodmon's reach, taking the chance to get the same eye level with the other digimon by getting onto a small boulder.

Elecmon glares at the moving tree and growls "It's mine." and lets out a small snarl when Woodmon chuckled and continued with a sly remark,

"Oh come now." They begin, shuffling closer to the boulder that Elecmon was standing on. "Haven't you heard of 'Sharing is Caring'?" asked Woodmon, only stopping when Elecmon let out another growl at them and smirked while towering over the smaller digimon and with a sneer, they continue with a threatening tone "So why don't you hand it over before I beat ya to smithereens." Elecmon's only response was a jolt of electricity aimed at the tree and it lands, but it didn't affect the currently rooted digimon, who lets out an mirthless chuckle at Elecmon's shocked face and swiftly uproots themself from the ground with a big inhale and exclaims, "Leaf Slider!" and spits out small sharp leaves from their mouth at a breakneck speed, but Elecmon was able to recover from his shock and dodges out of the way with a jump, landing back onto the grass and keeping their eyes on the tree. Woodmon's eyes narrow with a small grumble and shuffles to face the mammal with another inhale. Repeating their previous action with a new set of sharp leaves aimed at the mammal, but once again with more ease this time, Elecmon hops out of the way and lets his body gets engulf with lightning and sends another volt at Woodmon. But the plant merely stepped to side and raised their large wooden limbs above their head and in one fell swoop, slams down onto the mammal who doesn't react in time and lets out a pained noised at the impact.

Elecmon tries but fails to get up and flops against the floor with gritted teeth, looking up towards Woodmon with one eye open when a shadow covers him. watching the plant raise up their wooden limbs up once more with a cold look in their eyes. "Should've shared," were the words that left Woodmon's mouth as their arms meet their apex and just as they were going to slam down, something small hit their back. Making them stop and turn around with a cold glare to see what hit them, and the sight they see was a human that was straightening themself with a not fully confident look on their face and called out.

"How about you pick on someone your own size jackass," Woodmon kept their cold glare fully on the anomaly in their world, not giving the now surprise Elecmon any mind when he heard the familiar voice, straining himself to look past the moving tree to see the human.

"Is that so?," questioned Woodmon who made their way closer to the human with a smirk that didn't reach their blue eyes, watching the human who didn't respond for a second too long and with an edge in their voice,

"Yeah." This gained a humorous exhale from the digimon, continuing with a sly remark,

"Well then, I'll start with you." Woodmon inhale a big gulp of air an—

An explosive beam of condensed energy strikes Woodmon's side from the east, easily flinging them through the air, and leaving the two to watch in stunned silence as the brilliantly bright laser tapered off and leaves them with that silence, it only worsen when the two mammals turned their attention to where it came from and both froze. A large blue shark like dinosaur stood like a mountain with three heads and six pair of piercing eyes, whose main head threaten to breach the forest's canopy with its impressive height. Deltamon, closed all three mouths but only narrowed two pair of eyes at the sight before it, letting out a low rumble of a growl as they see what was their intended target still standing. The human, who has lost all colours in their face and has become a deer in headlights when the composite began to open their mouths in unison and start forming three balls of light. The human couldn't move their feet, they have became heavy weights that cemented them in place even when their mind screamed at them to move but no such thing could happen when the lights grew bigger and brighter. They only got out of their stupor when an outer force pushed them to the ground just as Triple Force was fired.