Werewolf of the Glade of Dreams - Chapter 2
Rayman was restlessly sleeping on the thick branch of a tree by the time late morning came, snoring and mumbling. Dreams of the night before swirled around in his brain, as his head twitched slightly here and there in reaction to whatever was happening in his dream. His slumber was short lived, though, when an annoying voice hollered in his ear: "Hey! Rayman! Wake up!"
"Wha—? Whoozat!" he snorted with a start, eyes popping open. "Ungh! Wherezzat rabbit I'll kill 'em—" Rayman flailed a bit, not able to register in time where he was or that he suddenly lost his balance. "Wh-whoa!" He came tumbling down from the branch, colliding with other branches on the way. His parts all separated from each other upon impact with each branch, scattering about in a jumbled messy rain of Rayman parts. Globox and a few of his kids were there to meet Rayman's strewn body parts as they fell, his head following last. They all cringed at the painful sigh