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If there was one, one specific living entity that Kamek could, without shadow of doubt, say that he despised, that would be Yoshi. No, not all of the Yoshi kind, mind you - just one specific green annoyance that was once what one could consider a ‘leader’ of his bunch of dinosaur friends, leading them to attack the castle in the past in order to stop the magician’s plan of kidnapping the Star Children, and the proceeding to help Mario in his quest plenty of times, actively being a pain to deal with thanks to his ability to throw eggs with a sniper-like precision or literally eat even the weirdest of things.
So, there was no surprise that whenever Kamek had to step in his territory, the Yoshi island, he was far more than simply irritated. He despised every second of being it, a series of regrets and memories he wished to simply bag and hide into the darkest regions of his mind popping up every time he took a step in those green lands, the chance to meet that annoying green dinosaur growing second by second. Yet,he was on a mission, one to collect a few ingredients around here - a particular kind of mushroom, some hairs of the creatures known as ‘Fuzzy’ and, lastly, a few…melons, of all things, to bring back to the king and princes. A direct order he couldn’t go against, but given how disgruntled he looked, he knew that going anywhere close to those spherical fruits meant that he had an high chance to meet his Nemesis.
“…Let’s just hope he’s busy being a hero or something.” He whispered silently, walking into that forest in silence, having decided not to fly up in the sky in order not to be spotted and promptly shot down by an egg barrage.
Unfortunately for Kamek, one particular green nuisance had been informed of him before he even stepped forth into one of their less sacred groves.
Attack us once, shame on you. Attack us twice, shame on us. The magikoopa carried with him a bright red beckon, an image that immediately alerted every color in the reptilian rainbow of his presence. That entire spectrum circled green, requesting... nay, demanding he greet their visitor before the fabric of their island was pulled apart. AGAIN. While it was not the day on the beach Yoshi had planned, he dutifully accepted. Where once a soft footfall left its indent, a boot reclaimed the soil.
Thus began a common scene: the stalking. Yoshi did not rush, but rather walked the same path as Kamek, eyes centered on the crooked curl of the lackey’s hat. His smile was plain, innocent-- the look in his eye however was not. It was cautious, daring almost. It spoke the words no dinosaur had ever once said: You’re not welcome here.
This was their sole interaction for a good few minutes of the journey. Kamek had likely noticed he was being followed, but the lifeguard did not provoke him. At least not until they reached a bend, one leading to an area of the woods famous for those intoxicating little fluff balls: Fuzzies. While the warlock had done little to earn his concern, Yoshi couldn’t let him simply walk in there and become slave to their addictive grip! That was when he finally turned his walk into a jog, swooping around and placing himself between the old man and his chosen path.
“Oh! Oh! Not this way!” Accompanying his warning was one nervous laugh. “That’s the Dizzy Woods! If you’s go in there, you won’t come ba-- ....”
Temptation knocked. Yoshi, however, proved too kind to answer, resuming his speech after a contemplative silence.
“You’s won’t come back! Not without helps anyway.”
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