I'd like to thank Kesh. If we didn't discover each other on FF this story would not exist. (Those words sound like some crappy romantic douche trying to flatter his girlfriend.) By the way Kesh is making this story only the situation is reversed. She has great descriptions that are probably more detailed than mine. Check out her version at her FanFiction account . Do it. Do it now...just kidding. You do what you want.
Prolouge.
The little Fox girl darted though bushes,steered past various traps and thorn bushes before reaching a clearing in the forest canopy. Hunters leaped out from the bushes at all sides encircling the Fox girl. Each wielded very nasty looking knives and they were trained how to use them...especially against foxes.
Now demons and Human Foxes and magic all belong in Fiction, or so that's what everyone thinks. The Hunters believed that until one of them lunged at the girl yelling as he plunged the knife down onto the girl. He missed but the girl didn't move. Instead the Hunter himself moved...quite a long distance at that. A tall figure with long,billowing black hair,tattered black robes,blood red eyes and a twisted grin showing bloodstained razor sharp teeth. It licked its hand clean of the Hunter's blood its eyes narrowing as its grin grew. If the Hunters had a half a brain cell they would've ran away. Instead they lunged at the figure. It was the same ending for them as it was for the single Hunter. The strong smell of blood hung in the air. The figure's grin disappeared and it shook its head in disapproval at the lack of excitement in that fight...if it could be called that.
The figure turned around and stared at the girl. She stared back with terrified green eyes. The figure knelt down sincerely and smiled holding out a bloody,clawed hand. Although reluctant,the girl took it having nowhere else to go. It held her hand tightly pulling her up off the ground onto its shoulders and ran off into the words before reaching a large clearing. It smiled and put the girl down comfortably and using small logs found on the forest rim and some flint created a fire.
Very quickly,night arrived followed by a very cold wind. The girl shivered and hugged herself. The tall figure had had sprouted black wings and wrapped them around itself. The girl hoping it was kind enough, crawled over tugging a lock of its billowing hair gently. The figure awoke with a grunt and stared at the girl. She opened her mouth to speak but shivered violently instead. What she wanted was obvious so it unwrapped one wing as she snuggled in, the wing closing around her and the girl closed her eyes tiredly. The figure sighed closing its eyes. "What is your name little one?" The figure asked the girl. "K-Kesh. Keshnell." "Kesh? A kind name. Very well call me Aaron. Why are you by yourself?" The little girl now known as Kesh shed a few tears. "My parents are dead. The Hunters killed them for their fur. They came for me next but my dad and my mum along with a few others occupied the Hunters so I could escape. But they were killed quickly and I was spotted with only a few seconds head start." He wipes the tears off her face. "I see. Do you have anyone to take you in?" Kesh shook her head. "Then I'll adopt you as my sister. If that makes any sense?" Kesh nodded and thanked Aaron for his kindness. After that little chat they fell asleep.
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