Axl trudged through the forest disheartened from the failures of the past week. “Why do I even bother…?” Axl muttered to himself. “Why do I even bother?” Sure, he had earlier made the bold statement that he would create his own group, but in truth he did not even know where to begin. Feeling tired, he decided to take a rest on a log. He rested his chin on his knuckles while he stared into space. The forest was quiet with only the chirping of a few birds in the distance. A light breezes blew through the treetops causing the branches to sway back and forth. Axl continued to sit there as his mind drifted ever deeper into depression. Suddenly, a popping sound came from the nearby ground as a green scaly iguana like lizard peaked his head up from the dirt.
“Hi!” said the lizard cheerfully, eying Axl.
“Hi…” Axl answered in a low voice.
“I’m Wasder!” answered the lizard. “Wasder Rester. What’s your