Chapter One
My World
Cantaria's POV
This story is about a world in which people have spirit animals, and this animal describes your whole personality. When ever you wish you may turn into your spirit animal. But you're whole body type, emotions, and everything about you is decided by this one animal.
My eyes dart to the right. Nothing. Then to the left. Nothing. Up and down, then I turn to look behind me. Nothing. I check my right and left one more time before I am certain it is safe. I leap down from the tree I was napping in and silently land on the ground beneath my paws. I stretch my front paws forward releasing all the tension in back. Then I push my chest up and stretch out my lower body. I shake my body letting all the dust I collected on my fur to fly away. Then I start walking back to my little den, which I call my present home for the time being. I keep my body close to the earth and silently find my way home.
It's not much really, just a hole dug in the ground near a fern bush. I use the soft leaves as cover and piled some dry leaves around it as well. I change out of my African Wildcat spirit animal form and back into a human so I will be able to grab a ripe apple I have just spotted in a tree a few inches from my den. I stand up and extend my arm and just barley grasp the red apple. I sit back down and begin biting into the juicy apple. I flavors explode in my mouth. It's been two days since I have eaten anything decent. An apple is way better than a few mint leaves I have found. But none of this is satisfactory to me. What I really crave is meat. Since I'm part wildcat I love to eat meat. But sadly I'm not the best hunter and have not even been able to find a mouse.
It's not an easy life I'm living at the moment. I was separated from my family and friends after the Demons attacked. The Demons are people just as us Spirits but they ignore their spirit animal side. They have become sucked into the human power lust and I like to add stupidity. They are evil creatures that do not respect nature; they are too busy making factories, weapons, and other awful things. They wear huge amounts of clothes since they are too ashamed to show their own naked bodies to each other. They never listen to their inner animal instincts. I find it disgusting on how they act and live their lives. But one day they attacked my village and threw these scary explosive things everywhere and many people died. Any survivors scattered away from the destruction as fast as they could. I saw my mother die before my eyes as she was blow to pieces by an exploding ball the Demons threw at her. After that I fled from my village so I don't know of any others who may have died.
I finish every last bit of the apple except for the seeds and stem. I toss them behind me and turn back into a wildcat. I curl up into my nest and sit there thinking about my life.
I am fourteen now and have green eyes. I have shoulder length brown hair, wild bangs that almost cover my eyes. Yes, I go around naked when I am in my human form. I personally don't see anything wrong with it, unlike the Demons. But I prefer to stay in my wildcat form at all costs unless I need to change back into my human form. My pelt is a dark ginger color with dark brown stripes along it. I love my beautiful long tail and furry ears.
My eye lids start closing and my minds starts to get fuzzy. But before I fall completely asleep I think to myself of how lonely I have become and decide, I must find another Spirit.