#paralysis warning

'Go traveling outside of the Kingdom,' Milk said, 'it will be fun,' Milk said. Yet the situation Yam had gotten himself roped into was the least fun he's had in years... and that's including the panic-inducing heat of Dragon's Valley. Apparently, some fiendish, red-headed cookie had taken a break from some caravan to wander in some more lush areas... and lo and behold, the hot-head had gotten himself wrapped up with her. Though perhaps the better description would have been... Paralyzed by poison and tied up in rope.

"What do you even WANT with me?" Yam growled, trying hard to move, though his muscles would not give so much as a jerk. "Little old me?" The sinister cookie would reply, setting her tattered clothes to the side, that of which had been torn and burnt thanks to a certain someone's hot-headed altercation with her. "Someone with the occupation that I have should never tell her secrets... but..." With a giggle, Scorpion would twirl and land her hands on both of the brute's shoulders from the front, smiling down at him with closed eyes and her stinger-shaped ponytail nearly smacking into his face. "Your blood has something in it that I simply must know what it is... I could smell it from miles away. Some sort of... magical poison. It's reminiscent of strawberry jam."

Another laugh from the red-head and Yam would get tipped backward, falling onto his back. The soil below was full of jagged stones between the blades of grass, though that was the least of his worries. Glowering up at the one that had trapped him, he would prepare to shout at her- THUNK. "HUH?" A tail. Not just tail-shaped like Scorpion's hair was, but... an actual tail. "Where the HELL did THAT come from?!" The berserker would snap, though would only be met with a shush from his captor. "I just said someone like me is not to reveal her secrets, didn't I? Or are your ears full of cotton candy?" Tail swishing behind her, Scorpion would kneel silently beside Yam, watching him struggle as her tail would rise from behind her, gently nudging her hair out of the way and preparing to sting.

The possibility of death loomed over Yam, which would have made his body tense had he been able to use his body at all. "STOP THIS! RIGHT NOW!" He bellowed, though it only made the other cookie's smile widen. "Put that tail AWAY, I swear to G-" Even through the paralysis, Yam was still able to feel the stinger strike right above his naval. With a helpless and enraged yelp, Yam would continue to yell for Scorpion to stop- nearly sounding like begging had it not been for all the rage behind it. Though it would not last long... Darkness would quickly close in from the edges of Yam's vision, bringing the brute a sense of desperation.