This isn't the first fanfic or story I ve done, but its the first I actually wrote with the intention of posting it; I'd say 'please be gentle' but you can actually do as you like; any review is good, I guess.
As for the disclaimer: 'I do NOT own +Anima'. Naran and the hawk are both MY character though.
The day was clear, only a few clouds disturbed the clear blue of the sky. A kid of around sixteen stood on top of a small hill that overlooked a plain. He had his mid-back-length hair tied in a low ponytail. Its brown color looked copper under the strong light of the sun. His skin was rather tanned due to the long time he had lived traveling.
He wore a dark brown cape and a thick leather band on his left arm, which covered from his wrist to his elbow. His eyes were gray, the right one a bit lighter than the other.
Naran looked down through the plain that stood in front of him. At its border, the line of trees that marked the start of a little forest blocked the sight of anything beyond that point. And in the plain nothing could be seen but the tall grass moving with the gentle wind. He heard a screech from above and looked up; two wings beat powerfully keeping the bird static in the sky.
"What do your eyes see?" He called to the bird
The bird descended and Naran extended his left arm for it to perch on. The hawk made some clipping sounds with its beak and waited for a response.
"So, no village beyond... what a shame, I wonder how long it's been since I slept in a nice cozy bed..."
The bird chipped impatiently. "I know you don't like villages, but at least try to be a little patient with me... we'll go to the river you saw, and today I'll fish, OK?"
The bird looked glad, with a quick expert move, it landed on Naran's shoulder, who started moving towards the forest.
It took them a while to get to the river, Naran looked in awe and his stomach sank a little, seeing the size and strength of the river. "It seems that getting diner will be a bit more difficult than I thought..."
The bird screeched again, and shook his wings. "Stop mocking, you never said it was this big. I thought it would be at least calm enough to swim in it. With a current like this I'll have to try and fish them from the border with a lance..."
The hawk took off, fluttering around the place and between some of the trees, then screeched back at Naran and landed on the ground. Naran approached and looked, a long straight tree branch spread in front of the hawk. He smiled and took the branch. He then settled next to a big rock near the river and with expert hands he started working with his knife on one side of the stick to make it pointy.
"You found a good lance for me, are you that hungry?" The hawk flew back to his shoulder and screeched in agreement
When Naran finished working on the stick, he turned around and looked into his pack; he picked up a small bag, and took out a piece of dry meat and handed it over to the hawk.
At first he squawked in disagreement, Naran waited a moment still offering the meat. When finally he started to move his hand away the hawk grabbed the meat and took off to perch on the rock beside them and eat.
"I'll buy some more, once we get to the next village; or make some more next time we hunt a big prey." The hawk just gave him a somewhat resentful look and continued eating. Naran smiled to himself, his feathered friend had always been quite stubborn, but it was only because he cared. He himself grabbed another of the meat pieces and put it on his mouth, chewing on it as he approached the river.
A couple hours later two fish stood in front of a nice warm fire; and a third stood on top of the rock where the hawk ate greedily on it. Night was starting to fall; only the memory of the sun shone on the western sky, painting it with tones of oranges and violets. Giving his fish some more time to cook, Naran started making up a bed.
Finally ready, he sat near the rock and started eating. "You know winter is soon going to close on us"
The hawk gave him a quick look with one of its golden eyes and then returned to eating. "I'm planning on getting a work at the next village, that way we can get a warm place to stay..."
The hawk turned away his head, and then with a small jump turned its body to give Naran its back.
Naran frowned and started talking again, this time his voice was harsh "Hunting is difficult when you have to walk with snow up to your knees! Oh sure, you don t understand that, you can just fly over the whole damn thing. But unlike you, I don't have wings..."
The hawk turned its head to look at Naran, this time, a worried look in its eyes.
Naran gave a sad smile to the hawk, while caressing his left forearm "I don't like villages that much either, especially when I have to be careful not to attract much attention; I can't go around showing my marks to just anyone, you know that's one reason I'm traveling."
The hawk gave another jump, this time to stand facing him directly; then, clipped its beak.
"There probably are some barns in the village, I can work helping the farmers, and you can work keeping control over the mice"
The hawk started to protest, but then stopped and nodded. "Thanks brother." He gave another look at his new lance and started working on it again.
The hawk made some more clipping sounds looking at Naran work on it. "I'm keeping it, it s good wood, so I'm just decorating it a bit, it ll be useful if we find some prey on our way."
He then looked back at his partner and added "I'll work for a bit longer on it, you can go to sleep; when I finish I'll do the same."
Here goes the first chapter. I know it still doesn't look a lot like +Anima, but we'll be getting there eventually. Also, my mother language is Spanish, so if I miss-spell or miss-use any word please point it out for me, so I correct it.