by van » Thu Aug 05, 2010 3:21 pm
ooooh O.o ill start, a story thing, right? haha, i suck at writing, but ill give it a try...
main info-
name: Alora
gender: Female
purpose? Queen of the.... well, the three aliance [that's what i call it, but in the story they are refirred to as 'the others']. alliance has no name, yet xD
Prolauge, thingy-
I look down at the small she-cat, her eyes wide with fear, and terror. She begins to speak, but only a gurgling sound follows. the doors burst open, and i imediately know what is happening...
main story-
My life was never normal, i was always born to rule, but i never knew that i'd have to betray my family, my land, my people... I was born into Scorge's aliance, The others were always enemies of us, And as my father always told me that if they ever got a hold of me, they'd kill me. I didnt necisarily beleive that was true, i'd always beleived in peace. Where our home ands lie, were just on the edge of Devil's Eye Mountain, shadowed by the large peeks. it's called Devil's Eye for the small creatures that live there, small wolf-like head, a long slender body, that usually stands on its hind legs to hop around, as its fore-arms are too short, and when it does try to walk like most animals, four-legs, it hobbles around, slowly... Feisty little creatures, though theyre only about the size of a large fox. around our territy is the pine forest, who knows what kind of specimens it holds. no one ever travles in, or out of our territory, unless we go to battle. even then, we use our wings. About our species, hehe, well, we arent exactly any certain species. some of our nations have obtained the ability to change color, species, and have stunning abilities such as 50-second force feilds, wings, or even have the fact of elemental-control. Fire, air, water, earth. We own wolves, foxes, cats, rats, anything, really in our nation. We all have the ability to shape shift into human, but our main form is animal. We never use this often, only when dealing weapons in battle, or something along the lines. Our leader, Scourge, is feared by all, only for the reason that they all know we're the most powerful aliance, and if you mess with us, you get the worst. he's not a bad guy, once you get to know him. Panther. wears his collar, black, with dragon bones attached by thread... from who knows where, but it's strong! its survived all weather for 6,321 years. Also, did i mention immortality? oh yes. when you die, you can either go back, or stay dead... my recomendation is stay dead. for you have another chance of coming back, if you like, later, but if you have immortality, you dont have to go through the trials. Only the 'chosen' have the chance at immortalitly, judged by Sacura and Zira. The gaurdians of Death, and Life. I have yet to learn about my father, Vensire's language, and certain abilities... as he says, are too powerful yet for me to have knowledge of. When i become queen, ill have to face the challenge of the drink for immortality, or to die, once, and, hopefully for all. I guess i have no choice about that.... Immortality is already chosen in my 'destiny'.
But, as Sacura told me before, [[yes, Sacura is dead, when your dead, you can message people, or, if they have the special alibity, live people can message the dead]] Destiny Cannot be for told, and is in the power of you to change anything.
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"Wake up. Alora? It's time for breakfast." I open my eyes, to see Rorry [[Rorry s a small gray she-cat]] staring at me with her big blue eyes. Light is shining through the windows, which are gaps, in the white stone walls. The small patterns, the same as on my wing plates are spread here and there across the wall. The ceiling is decorated by a dangling chandaleir [i dont know how to spell..xD], while the floor is just plain white. my bed is against the wall, a window right about it. the bed is white, white sheets, white white white. "Tea?" I mannage to choke out, still tired from my deep sleep. [she is in dog/wolf form right now] "yes, of course. what ever you like." I unroll from my neat little ball, under the blanket, and take form in human, which is the propper way to eat. the care takers dont appreciate anyone digging through the chicken breasts, with their snout, and splattering stuffing everywhere over the pure white floor. and i respect that, just am not very convinced...
When i get into the kitchen....
sorry, ill finish some more tomarrow, got to check stuff than go to bed, you wont get to know what's in the kitchen untill tomarrow xD