Ok before I start, disclaimer I do not own Princess Mononoke.
I don't know if I am gonna finish this or not. It is just for fun. I thinking of changing San's looks, but don't know for sure. I don't what anybody to flame me or anything.
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In the lush canopy of the forest, Moro sat at the top of the rocky cliff, contemplating. Her silver white hue seemed to glow with strength that few had. Long had she lived. The humans that used to live in harmony with the gods no longer did. A long sigh emitted from her labrums. Now they defiled and wreak havoc to the forest. The numbers of the beasts dwindle down. Smaller and smaller the creatures become. As the wind blew from the forest of the Great Spirit filling her muzzle with many smells. Birds, the smell of trees, many boars and the particularly the stinking aroma of Nago, and Humans… Lobes suddenly alert, muscular frame stiffen. Moro of the Wolf Tribe called to her kin. Their calls answering hers, they knew what it meant. Humans had come into the forest and she and her kin will destroy their meaningless lives. Jumping from the cliff and landing softly to the grass of the forest she ran as the wind whipped across her face. Quickly joined by Yuumei, her ebon' mate that was two feet taller than her shoulder. His golden orbs look amused yet irksome. With Yuumei were her sons, Reiko with snowy blue hue to his pelt, Chikara nearly identical to Reiko yet with and deeper accent, and Takai, known as Blackmoon to the family. Of her children Blackmoon was the only one black. He would often stay in the night glazing at the moon. At night Blackmoon of Wolf Tribe would walk steadfast, calm like the stalker of the shadowed night filling the night with bloody vengeance. Thus the name Blackmoon.
Like the aftereffects of a powerful drug filled Moro with sheer exhilaration as she ran ground pounding, chest heaving to the place of where the humans were. Those pitiful creatures screamed in fear as she and her family attacked. A foolish one thought he could challenge her stalwartly might with a katana, a curved long sword, which reached to five feet. The blade cut through the air making short whistle attempting to cut her pelt. Too easy. Making her form arc she launch to the air, Up Up and Away she bounded landing to the back of that fool. With a single swish of her claws she broke the blade. The humans fled only to be tackled by Chikara and had swift death to his ivory incisors. Like a river of quicksilver the she-deity ran like a hurricane of white engulfing the small grains of sand that were the humans. Not many of the humans could survive the stormy tempest. Only two remained a female and male with their small baby wrapped in a bundle of silken cloth.
" I commanded you to stop, " the masculine ordered, " I am the Emperor of the Land and this forest is part of my domain. Cease the attack and you will live. Continue and you will face the wrath of my might. I am here in the search of the forest spirit, help me and be rewarded."
Moro stared amusingly at this idiot, who was he to order she and her kin around? Though Nago was the guardian of the forest and nearly five feet taller than Yuumei even he had powerful respect to the Wolf Clan for in his heart he knew that they could easily destroy him… and if this this human thought they would spare his lives just for he was the "Emperor" this fool had something else coming to him.
" Who cares if you the Emperor, I am Reiko and I am hungry," taunted Reiko.
Moro knew twas just a jest, for eating these insects was… not good for digestion and could corrupt the soul.
" Yes and I am Chikara, and I humble request that you humans drop dead to my might," laughed her other snowy blue son.
" Humans," bellowed Yuumei, " you have destroyed the forest for decades past and you never stopped. And now you wish to find the Great Forest Spirit? You gave the forest no mercy and you expect we give you ours. I give you enough mercy for you to be crunched to pieces."
" Please have mercy on us great ones," quivered the female, " I beg you to spare our lives. I am sure that we coul- "
"-Humans, I give you no sympathy, you could of cease the pain of the forest. We have caught you in the act of destroying the forest our home. Why should we help? There is nothing you can do for us to forgive you. The Wolf Clan has given you the honor of speaking to us. And how dare you speak to gods like that? I will bite you head off to end your useless chattering," roared the angered Moro.
The two unfortunate couple trembled in perspiration that was created by their fear. They did what most humans would do at that point, they ran. The female creature accidentally dropped the baby but did not even consider getting it. In fact if possible she even ran faster.
Blackmoon walked as calm as he usually did, cool, serene, and nonchalant to the infant human, nose dropped to the small silken wrapped form. Eyes widen as small bit in amazement as a tiny hand touched his muzzle. Reiko, Chikara padded in to confirm what was happening and why their brother did not kill it. They glance to the small form, and then both of their craniums quickly turned to their parents in silent wonder. Norika look at Moro and then their three sons. The two adults then turned looked at the triplets and paced to the place where the child was. Of their five children only these three had survived. The two fatales did not. Killed by humans. Now these three were twenty years of age but still pups, they would not reach full size and strength until they were a century past of age.
The little human within the silken bundle had, this silent radiance that no other human Moro ever knew. This unleashed could be a powerful adversary. There was something not right about human child that it could become something. The child interested her like none other humans did. Small wonder why Blackmoon and the others stopped. They all felt it. The radiance. It was decide to her, she would keep the child and wait to see what this ability manifests itself into.
"Well?" Chikara said questionably, "What do we do now?'
" I am all for killing the human," Reiko contemplating slowly after a while.
" I don't think we should," Blackmoon quietly, he never needed to raise his voice for all of the Wolf Tribe knew him to be wise, yet somewhat bloodthirsty in his own little ways, "This human is different. I do not know how but I think it, she-I think it is a she will become powerful. If we take the power and shape it somewhat into something that is able to be used, can we not have a powerful ally?"
Blackmoon's statement left all of them unguarded. They did not think of the possibilities, well Moro did, but no one else. If this human showed promise then what could happen? On the other hand none of the humans had survived so long from the Wolf Tribe's unmasked retribution and a human in the forest? The very thought would send many of the tribes on a rampage. Nago would kill them… no attempt to kill them yet still this power could become something worthwhile. Insomnia would wake havoc in the forest, yet was it worth it? It seems as if they were trapped in a box of their own demise for the first time.
" Let us keep her them, "Chikara was the first to break the silence. " I am for it now, besides we don't have a little sister, and it seems that the human girl got Blackmoon off guard, so she shouldn't be that bad…"
" I guess so them, " commented Reiko, " if you want to. I agree with Chikara, if she can keep Blackmoon from being bloodthirsty all of the time then I am all for it. And also maybe Blackmoon can finally get a sense of humor-"
" SILENCE! Before I decide to ripe off your head." Blackmoon said mockingly.
" I think we should. " Yuumei said.
" Then it is agreed we keep her, Moro said cutting off the Wolf Tribe's chatter, "She shall be named San of the Wolf Tribe.
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Um what do you think?
I don't know if I am gonna finish this or not. It is just for fun. I thinking of changing San's looks, but don't know for sure. I don't what anybody to flame me or anything.
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In the lush canopy of the forest, Moro sat at the top of the rocky cliff, contemplating. Her silver white hue seemed to glow with strength that few had. Long had she lived. The humans that used to live in harmony with the gods no longer did. A long sigh emitted from her labrums. Now they defiled and wreak havoc to the forest. The numbers of the beasts dwindle down. Smaller and smaller the creatures become. As the wind blew from the forest of the Great Spirit filling her muzzle with many smells. Birds, the smell of trees, many boars and the particularly the stinking aroma of Nago, and Humans… Lobes suddenly alert, muscular frame stiffen. Moro of the Wolf Tribe called to her kin. Their calls answering hers, they knew what it meant. Humans had come into the forest and she and her kin will destroy their meaningless lives. Jumping from the cliff and landing softly to the grass of the forest she ran as the wind whipped across her face. Quickly joined by Yuumei, her ebon' mate that was two feet taller than her shoulder. His golden orbs look amused yet irksome. With Yuumei were her sons, Reiko with snowy blue hue to his pelt, Chikara nearly identical to Reiko yet with and deeper accent, and Takai, known as Blackmoon to the family. Of her children Blackmoon was the only one black. He would often stay in the night glazing at the moon. At night Blackmoon of Wolf Tribe would walk steadfast, calm like the stalker of the shadowed night filling the night with bloody vengeance. Thus the name Blackmoon.
Like the aftereffects of a powerful drug filled Moro with sheer exhilaration as she ran ground pounding, chest heaving to the place of where the humans were. Those pitiful creatures screamed in fear as she and her family attacked. A foolish one thought he could challenge her stalwartly might with a katana, a curved long sword, which reached to five feet. The blade cut through the air making short whistle attempting to cut her pelt. Too easy. Making her form arc she launch to the air, Up Up and Away she bounded landing to the back of that fool. With a single swish of her claws she broke the blade. The humans fled only to be tackled by Chikara and had swift death to his ivory incisors. Like a river of quicksilver the she-deity ran like a hurricane of white engulfing the small grains of sand that were the humans. Not many of the humans could survive the stormy tempest. Only two remained a female and male with their small baby wrapped in a bundle of silken cloth.
" I commanded you to stop, " the masculine ordered, " I am the Emperor of the Land and this forest is part of my domain. Cease the attack and you will live. Continue and you will face the wrath of my might. I am here in the search of the forest spirit, help me and be rewarded."
Moro stared amusingly at this idiot, who was he to order she and her kin around? Though Nago was the guardian of the forest and nearly five feet taller than Yuumei even he had powerful respect to the Wolf Clan for in his heart he knew that they could easily destroy him… and if this this human thought they would spare his lives just for he was the "Emperor" this fool had something else coming to him.
" Who cares if you the Emperor, I am Reiko and I am hungry," taunted Reiko.
Moro knew twas just a jest, for eating these insects was… not good for digestion and could corrupt the soul.
" Yes and I am Chikara, and I humble request that you humans drop dead to my might," laughed her other snowy blue son.
" Humans," bellowed Yuumei, " you have destroyed the forest for decades past and you never stopped. And now you wish to find the Great Forest Spirit? You gave the forest no mercy and you expect we give you ours. I give you enough mercy for you to be crunched to pieces."
" Please have mercy on us great ones," quivered the female, " I beg you to spare our lives. I am sure that we coul- "
"-Humans, I give you no sympathy, you could of cease the pain of the forest. We have caught you in the act of destroying the forest our home. Why should we help? There is nothing you can do for us to forgive you. The Wolf Clan has given you the honor of speaking to us. And how dare you speak to gods like that? I will bite you head off to end your useless chattering," roared the angered Moro.
The two unfortunate couple trembled in perspiration that was created by their fear. They did what most humans would do at that point, they ran. The female creature accidentally dropped the baby but did not even consider getting it. In fact if possible she even ran faster.
Blackmoon walked as calm as he usually did, cool, serene, and nonchalant to the infant human, nose dropped to the small silken wrapped form. Eyes widen as small bit in amazement as a tiny hand touched his muzzle. Reiko, Chikara padded in to confirm what was happening and why their brother did not kill it. They glance to the small form, and then both of their craniums quickly turned to their parents in silent wonder. Norika look at Moro and then their three sons. The two adults then turned looked at the triplets and paced to the place where the child was. Of their five children only these three had survived. The two fatales did not. Killed by humans. Now these three were twenty years of age but still pups, they would not reach full size and strength until they were a century past of age.
The little human within the silken bundle had, this silent radiance that no other human Moro ever knew. This unleashed could be a powerful adversary. There was something not right about human child that it could become something. The child interested her like none other humans did. Small wonder why Blackmoon and the others stopped. They all felt it. The radiance. It was decide to her, she would keep the child and wait to see what this ability manifests itself into.
"Well?" Chikara said questionably, "What do we do now?'
" I am all for killing the human," Reiko contemplating slowly after a while.
" I don't think we should," Blackmoon quietly, he never needed to raise his voice for all of the Wolf Tribe knew him to be wise, yet somewhat bloodthirsty in his own little ways, "This human is different. I do not know how but I think it, she-I think it is a she will become powerful. If we take the power and shape it somewhat into something that is able to be used, can we not have a powerful ally?"
Blackmoon's statement left all of them unguarded. They did not think of the possibilities, well Moro did, but no one else. If this human showed promise then what could happen? On the other hand none of the humans had survived so long from the Wolf Tribe's unmasked retribution and a human in the forest? The very thought would send many of the tribes on a rampage. Nago would kill them… no attempt to kill them yet still this power could become something worthwhile. Insomnia would wake havoc in the forest, yet was it worth it? It seems as if they were trapped in a box of their own demise for the first time.
" Let us keep her them, "Chikara was the first to break the silence. " I am for it now, besides we don't have a little sister, and it seems that the human girl got Blackmoon off guard, so she shouldn't be that bad…"
" I guess so them, " commented Reiko, " if you want to. I agree with Chikara, if she can keep Blackmoon from being bloodthirsty all of the time then I am all for it. And also maybe Blackmoon can finally get a sense of humor-"
" SILENCE! Before I decide to ripe off your head." Blackmoon said mockingly.
" I think we should. " Yuumei said.
" Then it is agreed we keep her, Moro said cutting off the Wolf Tribe's chatter, "She shall be named San of the Wolf Tribe.
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Um what do you think?