Terror, fear, scared, it did not matter which of these words one was to choose they all fit the poor youngling togruta as he ran, virtually no ounce of strength fueling his legs save those primal emotions as the Akul gave chase, breaking anything in his path as easily as dried turu-grass. The sun had now set mintues ago, the lone togrutan's eyes getting weaker by the lack of light as he caught sight of a fallen tree with just moments to try and leap over its mass, but fell short as its heavy branch caught him along his sore ankle caused him to fall to within the dirt. Body burning from the sting of pain from the constaint falls of the evening, the pure fear ebbing away at his sense of warmth through his body and weakend body finally giving way to its poorly kept nurishment as he turned over, looking up pitifully to the strange colored monster as it began to rear its claws letting out a primal roar of triumph.

But its victory and meal was not just at its clawed had, the scrapping of old wood turning within the dirt averted the pairs eyes, only moments before the fallen tree flew with untold speed into the massive creatures unprotected belly sending its purple furred hide stumbling back by some feet from the youngling. Confused to say the least, the young togrutain looked about suddenly as another ping of some sort of sense of pressence entered his mind, seeing not far from him or his preditor stood a short figure in the shadows, not a beast like the akul but a sentiant by its cloth and cane. As the beast gave another roar, the figure raised a single hand as the tree seem to come to life once more, smashing the monsterious akul to another tree and pin it's finally unconcious body to its standing brother. Watching in utter confusion, the youngling's vision began to blur away, just staying focused in time to hear the shadowed aid say in an old rasped chuckle of Basic speach "Seem's I found two for the price of one on this assignment"