[SerialDreams]

  : I... I'm not sure. Who are you, and what is this place?

[Matiri]

"This is part of my underground cave network, as for who I am... I'm not telling you and don't bother asking why."
Replied the wolf.
"Now I'll ask again: what are you doing here?"
He then said with a menacing tone.

[Derpy Hooves]

 :

i am going on an adventure to become a true ... hey are sleeping.

*snoring*

Klonoa screamed

What The ####! Now you need to die.

[Matiri]

 

SHUT UP! Just calm down will ya, I was just testing you.
 
: Was that supposed to be funny?! What did you test me for anyway?

If I scared you that much just now then you haven't seen the worst this forest has to show, which also means you're not from around these parts. Correct?

[Derpy Hooves]

  yeah but where am i?

the forest of nightmares

[Matiri]

... and you don't want to be out there during the night. Speaking of which the sun is beginning to set so it's best you stay here for the night. Now stay right here, I'm gonna bring some food, DO NOT leave the cave and DO NOT go any deeper into it unless you want to get lost or ignored by me.

Without awaiting an answer, the stranger just left, leaving Klonoa in the dark.

[Derpy Hooves]

So klonoa went and ransacked the wolf's stuff and found alot of guns.


 

[Matiri]

They were all carefully organised, hanging on a wall from top to bottom, largest to smallest. They seemed farely old and a number of them looked handmade, yet non of them seemed like they lacked care. Klonoa couldn't help but let out a chuckle at the thought of what his old friend's reaction to such a view would be like.

[SerialDreams]

  : That's a lot of guns. That wolf, he kind of reminds me of Guntz. I wonder... could he be...?

Klonoa thought for a moment...

  : Nah! That'd be ridiculous!

  : Now... what did he call this place? The Forest of Nightmares? Odd, it sure reminds me of the forest outside Breezegale. Anyways, I don't need any of these guns. After all, I have-!

Klonoa realized he was bereft of his ring!

  : My ring!! Where'd it go? I swear I had it!

Klonoa frantically checked his pockets for the ring, no luck.

  : Damn it...! Where could it have gone?

Almost as if answering his question... Standing at the doorway was a younger wolf with the same black and gold color of the older one. In the young wolf's right hand was Klonoa's Wind Ring!

[SerialDreams]

Erm... please type in proper English, and don't be weird with the responses. 

Without thinking, Klonoa approached the young wolf.

  : Excuse me, but... you seem to have my ring?

Yeah? And?

  : W-... well that ring is really, REALLY important to me.

Why's that, huh?

  : Hm... I guess it's because I've had that ring for a very long time--

The young wolf started pointing the ring around like a gun and made "pew-pew!" sounds, and the ring started to glow...

Whoa! What's happening to it!?

He dropped the ring.

  : Hey! Careful with it!

The ring continued to glow, and Huepow appeared from it!

Klonoa?

  : Oh, thank goodness the ring didn't break.

J-... just who are you!?

Picking up the ring and introducing himself...

  : I'm Klonoa, and this is one of my best friends.

I'm Huepow, it's nice to meet you!

  : Now... who're you?

My name? My dad calls me Guntz!

 
 
 
 
  : ... No way...!

Klonoa was in a dream of the past! Not just any past, mind you. The past of his sometimes friend, other times foe... Guntz!