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Yukiko had a gentle early life, her parents loved her, absolutely treasured their only child, giving her everything she could have ever wanted and everything she asked for. To say that Yuki was spoilt was an understatement, she was so far beyond spoilt. Due to her long fur and her tail, she was deemed special. As stated before, she gained her name from her beautiful blue and icy coat and her snowy ice tail but Yuki tried to ignore their love of just her icy coat. They loved her simply for only that, because they hoped that her blue coat and icy feel would bring an end to the deadly drought, that she would bring rain to the town. Yukiko hated the fact that they needed her help so much and she couldn’t offer it to them.
“Yukiko!” The loud voice boomed from inside the same house and the young Yuki came bounding down the stairs to see her father staring her over, his face seeming dark and unhappy and I knew that my lack of rain making powers had come into light, “Yukiko, we’ve lost another Kit today. She died of dehydration.”
Yuki gave a short nod and looked at her father, eyes filling with tears quickly as she watched him, “I'm sorry dad. I cannot control the rain.” She said with a sniff, trying to hold back her emotions from her father but she simply couldn't.
“They why was I given a daughter that looks nothing like her parents. You were a gift from god… A failed gift,” He growled at her and took an aggressive step towards Yuki and she backed off with a small yelp and her father snapped his jaws, “Leave. You are not my child.”
Yuki turned and moved, tears streaming her face as she pushed through the door into the open streets of her small town as she sobbed, she moved far from her house and lowered her head and cried, behind her came a thundering laugh, “If only your pathetic emotions could produce what we need. We need rain not a stupid child.”
His words shook Yuki further and she kept moving, the angry words surrounding her as she ran, “Useless freak.”, “Do something useful.”, “Kit Murderer.”. All the voices echoed her head but the last stuck, was she indeed the reason that the Kit died. They thought her as the saviour and stopped looking for hope. If she was never born maybe they’d of found an escape to the drought.
Yuki kept moving through the town, dodging all the voices but in her wild run, she smashed into a Kalon, her head twisting and her whole body rolling, scraping over the rocks as she slid against them, coming to a stop. She attempted to stand but her body was drained.
Before her looked the kalon she tripped over, A lovely young female Kalon. Her eyes were filled of tears just like Yuki and they stared at one another before the other Kalon slipped from the teary sadness to an anger, just like the rest, “You killed my only child. You killed her! Were you born to destroy our town!?” The female spat as she moved towards Yuki and Yuki stood, Needing to move to save her own life.
Blood spilled from her rock grazes and cuts, dripping as she backed away from the other Kalon, “Im sorry.. I didn't mean any of this. I don't know why i was born into this world, let alone this town. I wish I could of helped! I’m sorry..” She muffled her final appology and turned on her toes and ran.
“Your sorrys won't bring back my child! I hope you suffer for her death! I hope you die!” The female spat behind her as Yuki ran, Her eyes soaked with the salty liquid and it burned her, running down into her cuts and scrapes but she ignored the pain as she ran.
Yukiko only stopped running once she was out of the town and a fair way from it, She’d be running steady for about an hour and a half. Cut and sore, her muscles ached and her bones felt no better. So once she felt safe she collapsed to the ground, her paws aching as much as her body was and her eyes were still full of tears.
She attempted to push her body just a little more but she remained flopped to the dirt, the hardness of the ground stabbed her fur as she moved around a little to escape the discomfort but each move causing her more pain than it was worth to be happy against the floor.
She let out a few sobs and found herself falling asleep, tears in her eyes and body away from her comfortable bed that she had always lived with. She kept her eyes closed and let the sleep wash over her, an escape from her pain and upset. Sleep came quickly, almost the instant she closed her eyes.