Author's Note:
Konor of Skylar inspired me to create an OC character of my own for the Guin Saga series…
NAME: Natasha
AGE: 18-19
TYPE: like Guin
GENDER: female
DESCRIPTION: Slightly shorter than Guin. She is slender but well toned and has pale-tan skin. Her head is that of a snow leopard with icy-blue eyes. Unlike Guin she also has a tail. She is not as strong as Guin – although still stronger than most humans – but is fast and very skilled at wielding either one or two swords. She is not one to trust others due to her past – much of which has become suppressed memories – and has never come across others like herself.
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Twilight glimmers down softly on the streets of a busy town. Families are settled in their homes after having had dinner whilst the streets are home to late night drinkers and gamblers, just your typical town really. A lone figure navigates their way through the dizzy groups. Their head is down and hidden by a large black-brown cloak, which also hides the slender form underneath. Passing yet another bar – seriously how many does this town need? – the traveler shudders slightly when some of the drunkards spot them. Just go back to drinking. Ignore the random traveler… just leave me be… oh damn. "Well what do we 'ave here," a large burly man with no hair slurs as he walks towards the cloaked individual, "Are ya lost kid?" The traveler ignores him and keeps walking, only to be stopped by a greasy hand grabbing individual's waist. "Looks like we got ourselves a little lady," the man – decidedly thug 1 – hollers to his buddies before getting his hand smacked away really hard, "Ow! What the he- Follow her!" This is just not my day, the traveler thought bitterly as she sprinted down a side street, injuries from a previous misfortune flaring angrily. The three thugs were faster than she'd expected and were closing the distance quickly, apparently not as drunk as she'd originally thought. Grabbing for her swords under her cloak she was struck in the back hard, the blow sending her reeling into a pile of crates nearby. The impact reopened some of her injuries and jarred her partially healed ribs, forcing a muffled gasp of pain from her mouth.
Unbeknownst to any of them the commotion caught the attention of another cloaked traveler, the leopard warrior Guin. Fury coursed through him when he saw one of the men strike the fleeing individual, bile rising in his throat when the female's gasp reached his hears. The faint smell of blood hung in the air. Letting out a furious roar he leapt towards the offending men, knocking out one of them on impact, while a single round-house kick sent the second man flying into a nearby wall. Turning to the last man – A.K.A. thug 1 – Guin grabbed him by the neck and lifted him off of the traveler he'd recently climbed on top of. "LEAVE. HER. BE." Guin ground out in a dangerously low growl while his eyes bore into the struggling man. Pausing only for a second he shot the man head first into the wall he'd previously kicked one of the other men into, likely giving the man a serious concussion.
The traveler watched in a slight daze as the last man was disposed of, her ice-blue eyes never leaving the newcomer. He can't be… she thought as she stared at the man's head which had become uncovered in the fight. The leopard headed warrior turned towards her with a concerned look, "Are you alright ma'am?" "Just peachy." She deadpanned while attempting to get up. White hot agony seared through her and caused her to fall, her wounds screaming in protest as black spots clouded her vision. This is really not my day…
Seeing her collapse in pain Guin quickly reached out and caught her before she could hit the ground. "Miss are you ok? Miss?" No response. Picking up her limp form Guin stared in shocked disbelief as the traveler's cloak slipped off her head. Silver and white fur greeted his gaze as he looked in awe at the woman's face; she had the head of a snow leopard. A low groan from one of the drunkards snapped him out of his daze. I need to get her out of here. Casting a swift look at his surroundings Guin cradled the injured snow leopard in his arms before setting off, moving quickly to get out of the town.
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Where am I? Icy eyes slowly opened and cleared. The starry sky was all she could see. The soothing crackle of a camp fire caught her attention. Strange… I don't recall setting up camp. Suddenly remembering the events from earlier she bolted upright, startling the leopard headed warrior who had been staring at the fire. "You shouldn't move so quickly," he stated after having apparently recovered from the initial shock, "you'll only make your injuries worse." Huffing in frustration and annoyance the snow leopard turned herself towards him, ignoring the sharp sting from her wounds.
"I suppose I have you to thank for earlier," she said evenly. He may look like one of her kind but trust was a whole different story. The warrior just shrugged and turned back to the fire, "I was just doing what was right." The traveler thought about what he said for a moment, silence lengthening between them. Deciding to gather some Intel she spoke up, "Who are you?" "Guin." "Guin huh? Where are you from? What are you?" {Déjà vu anyone?} "I don't know." Like me… she thought to herself, deciding he was telling the truth. She was pretty good at knowing when someone was lying to her. The curious confused stare from Guin made her skin prickle, "What?" "Nothing," he said as he once again looked at the fire, having decided it best not to ask… yet. The traveler would have none of it.
"Just spit it out already!" she shouted in annoyance, her long spotted silver tail lashing back and forth. Guin nearly fell from his seat, "W-What?!" The traveler just cocked her head to one side in confusion before realizing he was staring at her tail. "Well that's different… do you not have a tail or something?" she couldn't help but purr in amusement. "No." oh… The thought made her feel sick and she had to fight back the urge to check for herself, "Are you serious?" The look on his face said it all. Once again an awkward silence stretched between the two as unasked questions buzzed in the atmosphere. Guin watched her closely as he seemed to pull his thoughts together, a feat the traveler was struggling to accomplish. She wasn't exactly used to actually talking to someone. He finally broke the silence, "What is your name?"
The traveler blinked in surprise, her ice-blue eyes stretched wide open. Did he seriously just ask me that? No one has ever bothered to ask for her name before, tonight was really full of firsts for her, and for Guin too from the look of it. "Natasha," she finally replied, "my name is Natasha." "Natasha…" Guin quietly mouthed to himself, he had no intention of forgetting that name. Reaching into a small sack he'd been carrying with him he pulled out some dried meat. Tearing it in half he offered some to her, "Here, you're probably hungry." Giving a slight nod of thanks Natasha took the meat, knowing all too well she was in no shape to hunt for her own meal tonight. Maybe tonight was ok after all.
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Author's Note:
Aaaand here it is, my second fanfic. Not sure if this will become a short story or just stay a one-shot. Let me know what you think!