Name: Ryuu, means dragon in Japanese

Story, first person: Some would say I was a loner or different, but it never bothered me what others say because no one really knows who I really am, because I really never gave anyone a chance. If they only knew what happened months ago...yes I might come off as a loner, an outcast with anger issues, and grief that makes me lash out but I had my reasons. It all began that one calm night when me and my mother were fishing for a meal, the waters were warm and subtle and the thrill of the hunt was exciting. The fish swarmed every which way as they tried to confuse my mother and I, but we were both experienced hunters. I gulped a few down as they flew into my mouth and I lost sight of my mother in the big bowl of fish, but really didn't think anything of it until I heard her scream. I immediately stopped and swam to my mother's aid, and as I made my way through the bowl, there on the other side a killer whale had my mother by the tail thrashing her. I didn't hesitate to try and save her as I scratched the side of the whale's face making him release my mother. He charged after me as he was swift and bit my body. The pain was intense but I managed to escape his grasp, my heart was pounding in my chest like a steam engine. I cut hard around him as I gave him a lethal bite into his dorsal fin, then everything went black as he caught me with his tail knocking me out. I woke up later not knowing how long I was out, the killer whale was gone but I knew he wouldn't last long. After I gathered my wits and my vision became clear, something caught my eye laying on the ocean floor. It was my mother, I rushed to her and was quick to nuzzle her. She didn't wake no matter how much I tried to get her up, I then knew she was gone. So as others past judgment on me, I think how hurt I am, and how I am too afraid to be close to anyone because I don't want to lose anyone. I don't know if I ever will be the same as I have the scars from the whale to remind me of the loss of my mother, the wounds on my body may have healed but the wound on my heart never will.