Ok I think I gonna change San's looks. I taken a liking to Takai(Blackmoon) heh heh... He remindes me of ME!
Yuumei of the Wolf Tribe
In the lush canopy of the forest, San sat at the top of the rocky cliff, contemplating. Her large ebon' fur cloak seemed to glow in the moonlight of the night sky. Her shadow colored tresses blew in the air; her black oculars look silently into the forest. Her home. In nights like this she look in to stars to think silently. Long had she stood here with her brothers Blackmoon and Reiko, Chikara was inside sleeping. Her mother Moro, was not back from hunting. Blackmoon whimpered softly to get San's attention. She smiled and scratched his nose then patting it softly. They had a closer bond to each other than any other of the Wolf Tribe. It was probably because of when that happened. San once again looked in the stars lost in thought…
Yuumei could have despised San if he wanted yet he could not. It had seems as if everyday San became less wolf and more human. It had been 10 years since that fateful day since San became one of the Wolf Tribe. In the beginning she accepted that she was different yet still a wolf. Nago and the others were most displeased when they found out but they all fear the power of the Wolf Sept and their wrath. So she stayed. Blackmoon was fond of her in the beginning and now turns with disgust inscribed on his features when she was there in his presence. Of course she was like him in a few ways. For one they are both black hued, black tresses to ebony fur. Second it was as if Blackmoon raised her himself for their personality matched. They both had a fiery temper. It would have been better if that other human had not came in.
San was with Blackmoon, naturally a few days back when the human came in. She was with him talking. The radiance that they first found gotten stronger yet did not manifest itself in anyway yet. Yuumei was sure it would soon though. She would often ask him or Moro and even sometimes her brothers why she was different. She never had gotten any answer. When the human was into the forest Blackmoon froze and San look at him to see what was wrong. She followed the gaze until she saw the human. The other human was in a state of turmoil when he looked into her eyes. How can a human even stand by a wolf? Was probably in his mind. He was given no time for after that thought, his neck was snapped in half and back broken by Blackmoon's incisor and claws. It was too late; San knew the long waited answer. She was not wolf, but human.
Afterwards San left Blackmoon. Her mind broken and heart shattered. Everything was a lie, Moro her mother, Yuumei as her father, Blackmoon…her brothers, nothing was right. She knew she was different and now the answer was given. The rage and antagonism in Blackmoon eyes when he saw the, what? What were they called? No what was she called? He killed it without questioning and then left it there to rot. Blackmoon was bloodthirsty she knew that. But he never acted like that before. Such anger. Not wolf, she was sure of it. What was she to do? She couldn't go back. The other clans never liked her. Did they act like that to these creatures? No her clan? Thousands upon thousands of questions bloomed into her mind. She touched her head in perplexity.
Blackmoon ran quickly to Yuumei who was in their rock den. One look into his eyes gave Yuumei all he wanted to know. It happened. San came in contacted with a human. He did not intend for it to happen so soon. He was sure none of them even Blackmoon could not do what would be needed. They would have to kill San. None had the heart to do so. If it was anyone else but San he was sure Blackmoon would kill without a second hesitation, even the others of the Wolf Tribe, but not San. They were too close.
"What happened, yawned Chikara as he woke up from his slumber, " to make Thee one and only almighty Blackmoon running around the forest like a crazed boar being chased by human a welding a stick?"
It was a small joke between the Wolf Tribe and the Boar Tribe. The human of course was San when she was six. The wolves were smirking in amusement of her antics. While San grinning, yet still chasing Nago young son, Kerin, who was too young to know that a stick was not a gun. Nago never forgave the Wolf Tribe for it though. The moment still brought chuckles to them, while to the boar it brought anger.
" San found out that she is human, " Blackmoon said in anger. " I smell him but… San, she knows that she is human and-"
He could not finish his sentence. Chikara launched himself into the air. Pouncing on Blackmoon he snarled at him.
" How could you, you-knew-what-would-happen and YOU-LET-IT-HAPPEN." Anger rose into Chikara pronouncing every syllable with a roar of fury. He was amazed, during the time when they were young, well they still were, but Blackmoon could always smash him without thought. He was always stronger. But he didn't.
"I know but-"
" What happened had happened now what do we do? " interrupted Yuumei.
" What do you mean what do we do? We find San. " Said Chikara still snaring.
Without warning Blackmoon heaved up muscular frame hunched like a coiled spring and the leaped under Chikara and pounced onto him, claws to his brother's jugular vein. To Chikara he smelled of anger, and regret.
" Don't you ever do that again, or you will truly regret the day you were born, brother," Blackmoon said quietly, cool as ever.
" I will not have my children threatening each other, " with that Yuumei went and bite Blackmoon none too softly by the scruff of his neck. No matter how strong Blackmoon was he was still too young and weak to fight against the power of Yuumei with his full grown might and fury, "we will find San and straiten things out with her."
San was still there in the small clearing by the lake sitting on the log thinking. She was not wolf, what was she? She was something, not wolf she was sure of it. Nothing. The point was nothing while nothing was the point. She was who she was but what? She had been living an illusion. How could she ever think of being a wolf? She looked none like them. She wiped her tears on her green shirtsleeve.
" SAN!!!" bellowed Chikara, "San I'm-
" Oh look it is my so called family," San said with a bitter smile, " And Blackmoon who kill the person of my clan the, the what? You never told me and you shielded me from them why? " San nearly screamed.
" San they are called humans and they are not your clan, your clan is the Wolf Tribe." Yuumei said with no questions asked tone.
San could not take this she left running. From that day San was always cold yet she still was there with them. Though she knew who she was she was still torn in half.
Months past yet still her mood was cold. The Wolf Tribe did not know what to do. Somehow it had turned into this. If the other tribes found out San would be executed no doubt about it. Fear or no fear to the Wolf Tribe.
San was walking in the forest when she heard a loud boom followed by a scream. She ran to the topography. Humans one holding a long curved stick with string attached shooting out branches and another one holing a long branch with a gray top that seemed to explode. They saw her. She came from the forest, nobody came from that direction there was the direction of where the wolf and snake clans resided. Thinking her to be a god in disguise he pointed the silver top at her and put something in it and it exploded.
Everything happened so fast, Yuumei jumping pushing her out of the way. Moro attacking the gray top human. Reiko, Chikara killing the other human biting little by little killing him slowly roaring when he screamed. Blackmoon standing next to her, San did not know why but Blackmoon's presence was comforting. Yuumei, blood spilled from his chest dark red in his ebony fur. Panting slower and slower.
"Yuumei are you," she hesitated, " are you alright? "
"I am dying, "Yuumei said his breathe getting weaker and weaker, " San you are of the Wolf Tribe do not forget that. My spirit will be there to guild you. Always."
San did not cry. She had forgot how to months before. She, Blackmoon, Reiko, and Chikara dragged their father's carcass to the pool of the Great Spirit. They pushed the body into the water. All guardians that hold allegiance to the Forest Spirit were buried here so forever they will rest in peace.
The mind that holds such innocents to bear the pain of death, to embrace the felling thus the pain carries on once more in a new bearer of agony. To hold the waters of life is to fall into the depths of time spinning and spinning holding water that slips from ones puny grasp. To try to oppress domineer was nearly impossible. And so rested Yuumei of the Wolf Tribe to hold forever peace and protection in the forest…
Yuumei of the Wolf Tribe
In the lush canopy of the forest, San sat at the top of the rocky cliff, contemplating. Her large ebon' fur cloak seemed to glow in the moonlight of the night sky. Her shadow colored tresses blew in the air; her black oculars look silently into the forest. Her home. In nights like this she look in to stars to think silently. Long had she stood here with her brothers Blackmoon and Reiko, Chikara was inside sleeping. Her mother Moro, was not back from hunting. Blackmoon whimpered softly to get San's attention. She smiled and scratched his nose then patting it softly. They had a closer bond to each other than any other of the Wolf Tribe. It was probably because of when that happened. San once again looked in the stars lost in thought…
Yuumei could have despised San if he wanted yet he could not. It had seems as if everyday San became less wolf and more human. It had been 10 years since that fateful day since San became one of the Wolf Tribe. In the beginning she accepted that she was different yet still a wolf. Nago and the others were most displeased when they found out but they all fear the power of the Wolf Sept and their wrath. So she stayed. Blackmoon was fond of her in the beginning and now turns with disgust inscribed on his features when she was there in his presence. Of course she was like him in a few ways. For one they are both black hued, black tresses to ebony fur. Second it was as if Blackmoon raised her himself for their personality matched. They both had a fiery temper. It would have been better if that other human had not came in.
San was with Blackmoon, naturally a few days back when the human came in. She was with him talking. The radiance that they first found gotten stronger yet did not manifest itself in anyway yet. Yuumei was sure it would soon though. She would often ask him or Moro and even sometimes her brothers why she was different. She never had gotten any answer. When the human was into the forest Blackmoon froze and San look at him to see what was wrong. She followed the gaze until she saw the human. The other human was in a state of turmoil when he looked into her eyes. How can a human even stand by a wolf? Was probably in his mind. He was given no time for after that thought, his neck was snapped in half and back broken by Blackmoon's incisor and claws. It was too late; San knew the long waited answer. She was not wolf, but human.
Afterwards San left Blackmoon. Her mind broken and heart shattered. Everything was a lie, Moro her mother, Yuumei as her father, Blackmoon…her brothers, nothing was right. She knew she was different and now the answer was given. The rage and antagonism in Blackmoon eyes when he saw the, what? What were they called? No what was she called? He killed it without questioning and then left it there to rot. Blackmoon was bloodthirsty she knew that. But he never acted like that before. Such anger. Not wolf, she was sure of it. What was she to do? She couldn't go back. The other clans never liked her. Did they act like that to these creatures? No her clan? Thousands upon thousands of questions bloomed into her mind. She touched her head in perplexity.
Blackmoon ran quickly to Yuumei who was in their rock den. One look into his eyes gave Yuumei all he wanted to know. It happened. San came in contacted with a human. He did not intend for it to happen so soon. He was sure none of them even Blackmoon could not do what would be needed. They would have to kill San. None had the heart to do so. If it was anyone else but San he was sure Blackmoon would kill without a second hesitation, even the others of the Wolf Tribe, but not San. They were too close.
"What happened, yawned Chikara as he woke up from his slumber, " to make Thee one and only almighty Blackmoon running around the forest like a crazed boar being chased by human a welding a stick?"
It was a small joke between the Wolf Tribe and the Boar Tribe. The human of course was San when she was six. The wolves were smirking in amusement of her antics. While San grinning, yet still chasing Nago young son, Kerin, who was too young to know that a stick was not a gun. Nago never forgave the Wolf Tribe for it though. The moment still brought chuckles to them, while to the boar it brought anger.
" San found out that she is human, " Blackmoon said in anger. " I smell him but… San, she knows that she is human and-"
He could not finish his sentence. Chikara launched himself into the air. Pouncing on Blackmoon he snarled at him.
" How could you, you-knew-what-would-happen and YOU-LET-IT-HAPPEN." Anger rose into Chikara pronouncing every syllable with a roar of fury. He was amazed, during the time when they were young, well they still were, but Blackmoon could always smash him without thought. He was always stronger. But he didn't.
"I know but-"
" What happened had happened now what do we do? " interrupted Yuumei.
" What do you mean what do we do? We find San. " Said Chikara still snaring.
Without warning Blackmoon heaved up muscular frame hunched like a coiled spring and the leaped under Chikara and pounced onto him, claws to his brother's jugular vein. To Chikara he smelled of anger, and regret.
" Don't you ever do that again, or you will truly regret the day you were born, brother," Blackmoon said quietly, cool as ever.
" I will not have my children threatening each other, " with that Yuumei went and bite Blackmoon none too softly by the scruff of his neck. No matter how strong Blackmoon was he was still too young and weak to fight against the power of Yuumei with his full grown might and fury, "we will find San and straiten things out with her."
San was still there in the small clearing by the lake sitting on the log thinking. She was not wolf, what was she? She was something, not wolf she was sure of it. Nothing. The point was nothing while nothing was the point. She was who she was but what? She had been living an illusion. How could she ever think of being a wolf? She looked none like them. She wiped her tears on her green shirtsleeve.
" SAN!!!" bellowed Chikara, "San I'm-
" Oh look it is my so called family," San said with a bitter smile, " And Blackmoon who kill the person of my clan the, the what? You never told me and you shielded me from them why? " San nearly screamed.
" San they are called humans and they are not your clan, your clan is the Wolf Tribe." Yuumei said with no questions asked tone.
San could not take this she left running. From that day San was always cold yet she still was there with them. Though she knew who she was she was still torn in half.
Months past yet still her mood was cold. The Wolf Tribe did not know what to do. Somehow it had turned into this. If the other tribes found out San would be executed no doubt about it. Fear or no fear to the Wolf Tribe.
San was walking in the forest when she heard a loud boom followed by a scream. She ran to the topography. Humans one holding a long curved stick with string attached shooting out branches and another one holing a long branch with a gray top that seemed to explode. They saw her. She came from the forest, nobody came from that direction there was the direction of where the wolf and snake clans resided. Thinking her to be a god in disguise he pointed the silver top at her and put something in it and it exploded.
Everything happened so fast, Yuumei jumping pushing her out of the way. Moro attacking the gray top human. Reiko, Chikara killing the other human biting little by little killing him slowly roaring when he screamed. Blackmoon standing next to her, San did not know why but Blackmoon's presence was comforting. Yuumei, blood spilled from his chest dark red in his ebony fur. Panting slower and slower.
"Yuumei are you," she hesitated, " are you alright? "
"I am dying, "Yuumei said his breathe getting weaker and weaker, " San you are of the Wolf Tribe do not forget that. My spirit will be there to guild you. Always."
San did not cry. She had forgot how to months before. She, Blackmoon, Reiko, and Chikara dragged their father's carcass to the pool of the Great Spirit. They pushed the body into the water. All guardians that hold allegiance to the Forest Spirit were buried here so forever they will rest in peace.
The mind that holds such innocents to bear the pain of death, to embrace the felling thus the pain carries on once more in a new bearer of agony. To hold the waters of life is to fall into the depths of time spinning and spinning holding water that slips from ones puny grasp. To try to oppress domineer was nearly impossible. And so rested Yuumei of the Wolf Tribe to hold forever peace and protection in the forest…