Moss-sight had always loved butterflies. They reminded him of himself, with his bright antenna-like ears. One day, while chasing after one, he stumbled upon a dim cave with a Glowing Chanterelle growing in the back. Intrigued, he steps towards.
"Hello, there."
Moss-sight startles at the voice. Floating next to the blue mushroom is a pup-like creature with hollow eyes. The pup drifts over to him.
"I can help you, Moss-sight," the creature says,
"I know many things. I can help you further help your pack. All you need to do is touch this chanterelle."
Moss-sight hesitates. How does this thing know his name? But there isn't time to ask questions! He feels trapped and rushed, unable to talk. He stumbles forward, grazing the mushroom with a single claw...
From then on, the demon was bound to Moss-sight, the bonding mark seen as the glowing blue claws Moss-sight now sports.
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The headcanon came from
GhostTown221 #85756,
here!