written on one of those days were I had nothing else to do...and im still working the lumps outta it…Altair is like 30 years old in this fic so Foxx's age wont throw every thing out of balance and destroy the universe...also
I don't care if the plot line is all over the place and some stuff is kind of unbelievable... I wrote it far fun.

but new ideas and constructive messages with advice would be nice.

It was a hot humid day, and the bustling crowds in the market place of Acre made every thing worse. Foxx hated crowds but she had no choice if her farther found her out side of the Assassins Beauro where he told her to stay and wait for him to return she would be in a heap of trouble, and wouldn't be allowed to go with him anymore. But she hated staying still, she loved exploring and so she never stayed were she was told to.

Foxx had amber eyes with flecks of dark purple and honey blond hair reaching mid back, even though it was currently hidden under a hood with fox ears sewn onto it. The hood was attached to a white coat that was cut diagonally at the bottom so it looked crooked. She wore elbow length dark brown gloves with sharp black metal claws attached to the fingers, and black combat pants with blackish brown boots. She had a red chocker collar round her neck with a small gold coin attached to it. She was of average height for her age but was slightly underweight and looked slimmer than average. But this helped make her fast at running away. She always ended up running away from stuff even if it wasn't her fault but usually it was.

She yelped in pain and glared at some fat guy who had just stepped heavily on her foot. She hated crowds, and couldn't wait to get out of the market place. Just as she thought she was ok to walk on she squeaked in surprise as a girl in odd armour ran into her and apologised in some odd language. Now Foxx was 13 and this girl looked no older than 12. She was about to say something else to but then grabbed Foxx's arm and ran dragging the poor 13 year old with her through the market place, as guards started to gain on them.. it just wasn't Foxx's day to day.

The odd girl was stronger than she looked and she had oriental style armour and carried a belt with kunai and throwing stars on it as well as a few pouches with scrolls and other stuff in them. She had black hair reaching her shoulders and brilliant jade green eyes. She wore a skin tight tan colour long sleeved top with tan combats and black boots.

Foxx found her self being yanked sharply to one side, the girls hold on her being roughly broken.

"I told you to stay at the beauro." someone said as Foxx gulped and look over at the oriental girl who had stopped. Foxx turned round to face Altair who was looking at the oriental girl who's attention was looking at the guards who had caught up with them.

"sorry dad gotta go!" Foxx quickly said as she grabbed the oriental girls arm this time and dragged her along instead.

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Foxx + the oriental girl (c) me.

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plot (C) me

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Please R+R