Key is fun, happy and loving. Though she can be overly happy sometimes. Always looks on the bright side of things. A the glass is half full kind of girl.
I wasn't always like this you know. Happy, smiling, and laughing all the time. But if I am going to tell you my past, I must start from the beginning, Come, sit, rest your paws, for this is no bed time story.
From Key's point of view
It was quite a long time ago now. About four years actually. When I was born an only child to parents, who constantly fought. This was no good atmosphere for a happy go lucky little girl like me. I grew up to be bitter, just like my parents. But I was never happy like this. So I ran away from home, to find a place I could truly be happy. But after searching for six months, I fell into a horrible state of depression. I couldn't shake it. I aVlways felt like I would never be happy, never be good enough for anyone. So I layed down, and accepted the fact that I would never be happy or good enough, and I closed my eyes.
It had to have been about three months before I met her. She came like an angle. "I must be dying" I thought. But no, this strange Kiamara extended out her paw, and helped me up. "This is no place for someone like you to be." she said in a voice as smooth as silk, and as calm as the gentle rays of light that shine through the trees, as a sweet smelling breeze playfully bats at their leaves. I looked around and saw that the ground was completely covered in snow, and I was too. I shook off the snow and looked at this strange girl Kiamara that stood before me. "I'm Keybriah, but you may call me Key." I told the strange Kiamara. "I'm Michelle," she replied. "But you can call me Chelle." "Hi, Chelle." I said, hesitating to call her by her nickname. "Why don't we get out of here, your shaking like a leaf in the spring." Chelle told me. That's when I realized I was freezing. "Ok, I am freezing." I told her. I wasn't quite sure if I should trust her, but I figured I would have to, at least for now, because if I didn't, hypothermia would really bring me to my death. "Then this way." Chelle said, as she turned her head to the East and set off. She walked slowly so I could keep up. Being frozen through and having not used my legs in three months, I was walking pretty slow. That's when it happened.
A rawr sounded throughout the forest. I looked at Chelle, her eyes where wide and terrified. "Alright, we need to go!" she exclaimed, her voice barley rausing over the crashing of whatever was behind us. "I knew he would find me." I barely heard her Wisper through the crashing. She started to run, but I was still numb, and I couldnt run, practically at all."Wait!" I yelled out to Chelle. The crashing got louder, whatever it was, it was big, and I was surely faster than me. "Chelle!" I practically screamed to her as whatever it was came crashing out of the bushes, and straight towards me. She turned in what seemed like slow motion. "Key!" she cried. And it got me. It pounced on me, crushing my right front leg, and raking its claws across my side. I yelped in pain. The last thing I saw through my blurred vision, was Chelle, leaping at the beast, and she kept, looking as though she could practically fly.
From Chelle's point of view
I knew Key had seen me flying. But I figured she wouldn't remember. No one could know I was, "Unnatural" or no one would ever like me. I had whispered to the huge beast, secret words that would put him into a nice long sleep. Where he couldn't hurt anyone like he had done to Key for a long time. Key had stopped shaking as I finished, a shire sign that hypothermia was taking her over. So I cargully placed her on my back, and carried her back to my den.
It was more if a coincidence that I met Key. I could feel someone's or something's sorrow, sadness, hurt, and I set out to look for them. And I found her, what I had been looking for my whole life, someone who would accept me, for me, a friend.
We where now back to my den. I layed her down on my bed and pulled a blanket over her, then several more. I then healed her wounds using my herbs. I started with the large gashes on her side. The blood had frozen to her beautiful and colorful coat. I gently washed it off and the put some Yarrow over it. The wounds closed up quickly. The wounds left nothing but some light tan marks. I then used some Confry to heal her leg. I wished I could be in her place. So that she wouldn't have to have gotten hurt. But I had healed her, and she would be fine, I pulled another blanket over her, and stayed to watch vigil until she awoke.
From Key's point of view
I awoke in a strange den. I tried to remember how I had gotten here, but the last thing I remember was the large beast attacking me, and then Chelle practically flying at the beast. Chelle! I quickly realized! Had the beast gotten her too!? "Chelle!" I exclaimed, figuring she was gone. "Oh! Your awake!" I heard. The voice was smooth and calm, and it belonged to...Chelle! "Chelle! Your ok!" I exclaimed. "Get up." she told me calmly. "But Chelle, my leg is almost completely busted, and my side is cut!" "Just try." she told me. I closed my eyes, ready for the pain of standing up. But I stood. I opened my eyes and looked at her. "I'm....ok!" I said. "Yep." Chelle replied. "But how?!" I asked. "The last thing I remember is the beast attacking me. And you....you where practically flying!" Chelle looked at me. "How did you do that?" I asked. "How can you jump that high?" She just looked down at her paws. Then she looked up and spoke. "I'm not like you. I'm not normal."
From Chelle's point of view
She had remembered. So I had to tell her. I hated to, afraid that someone who could be a friend, may turn and run, afraid of me. But I knew that if I told her, Now, and she stayed, she would never leave. I had to tell her. "I'm not like you. I'm not normal." I told her, sitting down. She just gave me a questioning look and shook let head. "I don't understand." she told me, her brows furrowing. "I'm.....I.....I have, sort of, a special knowledge. On healing, and communicating with animals." I told her wincing, waiting for Key to leave. But she stayed. I was so happy! "Thats so cool!" Key exclaimed. "Then...you saved my life. But why? No one likes me, I'm not good enough for anyone." She told me.
"That's how I feel, how I have always felt. That's why I saved you, because I could tell you knew how it felt." she just smiled at me. Then she got up. Just a bit stiff still, she came up to me, ang gave me a big hug, I returned it, but bigger. I was happy, and knew I always would be, because now, I had a friend.
From Key's point of view
When Chelle told me, I was both amazed, and excused. And I knew I now had a friend. She had saved my life. I could probably never fully repay her. But at least I could be there for her. Like she had been there for me, that cold day in the snow, when she appeared in my life.
Well, there you have it! That is how I came to be happy, how I learned to trust, love and smile, once more.