OOC: please stick with me, at first it may seem like a boring story, but it will rise in action each chapter, just like in the show.if you have any questions dont be afraid to tell me the questions or suggestions in a review, this goes for each chapter.

A THEIF MEETS A WARRIOR;

 what was this beautiful creature running from? Or better yet, where too? This he didnt even know...until his nose caught the fresh sweet scent of flowers...Lunar flowers, but where from? This was the same question the dignified wolf asked himself. Nowhere could he spot a single flower. No flower could ever grow in this terrain anyways. The ground was saturated with sand and was too dry to house a plant of such remarkable beauty. But, the smell enticed him and he felt obligated to follow it regardless his injuries.

Running-

Rapid running...

Panting-

Always panting...

The wolf was losing breath fast, but alas he came upon a small yet busy looking town. People rushed on the brick roads, kicking up dust from all direction. Confused, the wolf ran into an alley that was inhabited only by several wooden crates and metal piping.

In the streets a womans scream echoed. By the appearance of it, the woman must have been the victem of a pickpocket beacause the suspect ran, shoving passed the crowd of people who came packing over to investicate the source of the scream. It was a young boy, about 14 years of age wearing a medium length black coat that draped loosely over his shoulders. Short cut, dirty blond hair sat upon his head and he had the eyes of a misleading orphan.

Under his left arm sat the wallet of the woman who had been randomly picked out to be the victem of his, what appeared to be, professional pickpocketing skills. He ran with incredible speed, that the mob of people chasing him from behind hadnt seen him slip into the alley and they ran right passed. A childish grin spread across his face. "Score one!" He shouted in his imature voice. "heh-heh" He took the wallet from its comfortable hiding place under his arm and proceeded to open it as he walked through the alley. "Loaded! That old hag should know better that to carry 50 bucks" he snickered to himself, until a voice broke his celebration.

"You know, I despise people like you kid..." From the shadows stepped out a figure baring ghost white medium lengthed hair. It draped over the face of its owner as he stepped closer to the kid thief.

The kid smirked at the remark made by the mysterious person. "Get out of my way and go back to being a bum" he swallowed a knot in his throat as the person reached up and took ahold of his coat holding him so he was now on tip-toes.

The person swiped the dark hair from in front of his face, revealing glowing green eyes lit by the rising sun.

"No, you are the only bum i see" He threw the kid backwards, making him crash into a pile of rusted pipes. "Its the kind like you i hate most." he snapped around and began to walk off.

"Who the hell are you?" the kid asked shouting. By the time he stood back up and gained his balence, the guy was gone. He started to run after, until he slid on somthing wet. He touched the ground, recognizing the smell and the touch. "...blood?"

The sun had comepletly risen, turning the sky all shades of pink, blue, purple. Clouds were out of the question, just clear skys. The kid followed the trail of blood, leading him deeper into the alley.

the shadows swollowed him from all sides as he ventured deeper, curious to find the source of the blood.

His eyes focused into the dark. He could see into the night like no other person could, he always could, but he figured it was a talent. Regardless of his nightvision, the kid tripped over somthing and smacked right on his face.

Now laying on thhe ground, the kid felt around to find what he had fallen over, his hand grasped a handful of hair, gasping. Had he just tripped over the body of a dead man? No, what he was holding was a sample. he felt around more, the object he tripped on was warm and covered in fur, and was still breathing.

Breathing,
Wont stop Breathing...