Vulpine Legends: The Plains of Amesryn

Prologue

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I will be writing more Vulpine Legends Fanfics later too, but probably not until I have finished this one. If you are, although I doubt many of you would be, interested in writing a story based on the 'Vulpine Legends' setting, feel free to PM me and we might be able to work something out.

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'Many years ago, in a different time, a different place; two Gods fell in love. Sol, in his flaming red glory, felt peace with Luna; his pure white vixen. They planned to mate, unbeknownst to the twins, Dusk and Dawn, who in turn would surely perish. The siblings, although deadly loyal to the revered Gods, knew the consequences of such an act. Earth would be destroyed, as would her children, who the warriors had become quiet fond of.
'On the day of the Joining, they spoke to each other, and planned to separate them forever. It was the only way—but Sol didn't see it like that or appreciate their efforts. He sent flaming spears to earth, fires that spread death for seven days. Dusk fought hard, pulling him away, as Dawn pushed Luna far to the other side of Earth. Sol was outraged, Luna in tears. But no matter how strongly they fought they could not pass the warriors, Dusk and Dawn.
'Even today, Luna's tears are left for the Earth to feel, so that Sol may see them too. And every day, Sol dries them with his light, and sometimes sends fire to the Earth to remind them of his loss. The stars are said to be the pieces of Sol's broken heart, as the rain is said to be Luna's tears. They live in agony, in grief, which is why you must never take anything for granted, my cubs.'

'But if Sol was so great, why couldn't he defeat Dusk and Dawn?' asked a small vixen.

'No one knows for certain, my dear. Some believe he was blinded by rage, others by love.'

'Eww,' mouthed the brother of the vixen. 'I bet he was just stupid.' His mother cuffed him over the ears with her tail.

'Don't be rude, Ashrai. Especially not to your Gods.'

'What do you think, Mother?' pressed the vixen, ignoring the beginnings of an argument.

'Well…I believe that Sol knew that, deep in his heart, he could never be with Luna. At first, he would not—could not—believe it, but eventually his fate was inevitable.'

'But who chooses fate, Mama? I thought Gods could do anything!'

'No one can do everything, Ralea. Fate is a path that cannot be changed, only travelled upon differently. It is how we walk that decides our future.'

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~Jaffa Maze