AN: This is my first fanfic. so please help me by reviewing and letting me know what you guys would
like to see. Without further interruption...
Introduction:
8:00 pm, August 5th White Fang Rally
"We can't let our brothers and sisters to be disgraced like this," the white fang lieutenant chanted, " The Schnee famil-"
"Man these things really seem to ramble on,", said the mysterious figure to my left. I turned to my left to see that it was Audrey Huānlè. She was one of my best friends. I don't think I would even be here if it wasn't for her. She wanted to be in the White Fang so bad. At first they didn't believe she was even a faunas. Her father was a swan faunas while her mom was human which gave her the appearance of a regular human. She did, however had her father's ability to shoot feathers in the form of poison darts from her fingers. She was amazing.
I couldn't help but stare sometimes. She was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. Her caramel brown hair contrasting to those emerald globes that were focused on the rally. Even her armor was captivating. She wore a white t-shirt that accented her figure amazingly and a pair of jeans . It was so simple but it spoke more about than some would think. She was a very simple girl who was always in a good mood. She always saw the bright side of things. The only reason we are even here is because she was tired of seeing humans beating up faunas. She just wanted peace. At this point I notced that I missed most of the rally.
"Free them! Isn't this great?" I turned towards the voice. It was my good friend Ryan Cross, who I would consider a best friend if it wasn't for his views. He was as devoted to the cause as someone could be. His parents were murdered when he was 14. He vowed to seek his vengeance and the White Fang allowed him to do that almost every day. He was a falcon faunas but for some reason kept getting mistaken for a hawk. I did, however, admire his fighting style. He focused on a kick boxing type technique and used his talon boots which consisted of hooks that expanded off of the front of his boots.
"You coming," asked Audrey and I then noticed that everyone was preparing for something.
"What's going on?"
"Seriously!?"
Who is this narrator? What are the White Fang preparing for? Find out next time on "Pawns of the White Fang"
-Johanne Smithe