Short chapter just letting you know will get longer as the story goes on.
Chapter 1: Basics

Wednesday, July 2, 265

To day is my birthday I, Saran Cooper, am officially sixteen. Out of all the things I could have gotten for my birthday, I received an old notebook from my momma. She said that it belonged to my papa, Rosto the Rouge. She wants me to start writing about my life, so I am. She said since I want to be a Dog I will have to learn how to write reports and this will help.

I'll start with the basics; I am five, ten (taller than my momma by two inches!). My hair is a white blonde (like my papa, or so my mom says) and goes to my waist. I keep it in a tight bun during classes and combat practices. My eyes, like my momma's are an icy blue. I am slightly slender and a bit curvy, I do have muscles.

I live in the time of stormwing attacks, no one knows why they attack, but once or twice a week they do. During these attacks the dogs carry swords; the batons are just not affective. My Papa, Rosto died in one of the first attacks when I was a year old. Since I am not yet a full fledge puppy meaning I have not been assigned a training dog pair momma makes me stay inside during these attacks. I wish she wouldn't, but I obey I know that if she lost me it would be hard on her.

Tomorrow is the day that I will be assigned to a pair of dogs fro the night watch, my mom has already asked that I not be put with Her and her partner, Clara Goodwin. (Matthias Tunstall died a few years back in a stormwing attack.) So I have no idea who is going to get me as their puppy.

I also have a gift I guess you could call it magic; I can see what immortals are thinking. Yes I know it is weird, but it's like a picture floating above their heads that only I can see. I don't see words; I see actions, if a stormwing thinks about making a killing move I see him actually do it.

I've got to go Stormwings are attacking!

-LATER-

The immortals have gone, but not without sustaining casualties, we have also had casualties many dogs and puppies alike have gone to the Black God's realms. None that I knew personally thank the gods, but still. Momma was hurt, but she will be back to normal soon. She got a nasty cut on her upper arm, tore right threw her uniform, but it was nothing the healers couldn't fix, she is sleeping it off right now. That is about it for now, I'll write more tomorrow.

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I know it was a bit jumpy, but that is how i write my diary, sorry if it confuses you. tell me what you think.