Revised Chapter 1. Sorry for any mistakes made I don't have a beta at the moment, if you see any mistakes PLEASE point them out and I will try and correct them:) I hope you enjoy.
If one were to ask someone about Agniprava Ekaanta, they would receive different answers depending on the people they were asking. To Aryan she was his first-born and heir .With her quick learning, the way she observed her surrounding and eagerness to learn the art of the of being a hunter of the tribe she was an heir to be proud of . To her mother she was her sweet daughter who helped with skinning the beasts her husband caught for dinner or cleaning the house and weapons. But both parents would agree there was something off about their daughter.
To the Tribe's Sharman she was a clever and wickedly sharp girl who quickly learnt the herbs found in the Jungle, how to identify them and use them. To him she was just his clever student; eager to learn something-anything that was able to stimulate her brain.
To the majority of the residences of Dinakara tibe's village she was their honoured chief's daughter but she was like something out of a tale, a changeling, odd, unpredictable, cunning and they were sure there was something off about her even if there was no concrete proof- there was just something about the little red haired girl that was different.
It wasn't a trait that one could just simple point out and say 'that's what makes you weird' it was hidden, more of a gut feeling that told people she was strange. She was incredible intelligent yes, but the tribe had seen 'prodigies' before, living in the depths of The Great Jungle demanded one to develop faster than other tribes children. She was knowledgeable, she grasped things quicker than most of her fellow classmates but she still reacted shocked and intrigued by new wonders of The Jungle like a child should. She was confident but it was quite self-assurance not bright-eyed arrogance that was common among other younger tribe members.
She did well in archery, but no breathtaking accuracy she couldn't split the an arrow buried in the bulls eye like Daha She could fight, but nothing outstanding not like Ala who wiped the floor with his opponents. She could climb and leap through the branches, but it was nothing compared to Zaffarien whom seemed to fly through the trees. She showed traits that had been seen before, their were children that were better at archery at fighting at climbing at hunting but still there was something that made her stand out among the crowd of children that were growing up too fast. Something different, almost unnatural. Sometimes she had knowledge that had not been taught to her. Sometimes she had a difficult time grasping the fact that people could leap through the branches, as if she expected them to not make the gap. Or she would speak nonsense like it was language. Sometimes she would take steps, stumble and looked shocked that she did, staring at her limbs as if they should be longer.
If one were to describe Agniprava Ekaanta, they would be most accurate in saying she was a intelligent girl that was good at many things but great at very little. That she was a curious girl that was constantly observing her surrounds, which off put some adults, her eyes looked like they understood too much.
But even with all the strange, wonderful and dangerous phenomenon that happened on what the 'outsiders' called the 'Dark Continent', no one would suspect that small child was much older than her deceptive appearance of a eight year old. That there was a reason for her intelligence, her clumsiness, her eyes. It was simple, the 'child' was not one. She had the body of one but not the soul. In reality her soul was far older than her outer appearance of an eight year old girl.
