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It all started when I was born, of course. My infant-hood was the best times of my life, I would say. Mainly because I didn't understand anything...like death or betrayal. *dramatic* ;)
Back then, I was an energetic little nightmare. My fur then was a smooth, pale shade of gold. I was flawless... beautiful. My family was popular. And I had a young love, who I thought I would be with for the rest of my life. Handsome...light blue. All the girls gave their hearts to him but he only had eyes for me.
Everyone in the pack loved me. They treated me with the respect I deserved, being the daughter of the pack-leaders. My life was oh so perfect and always would be...or so I thought.
I finally discovered that I was a nusence one day. It was a lovely day, really. We were having to move from our original home to somewhere new due to drought. It was when we were crossing a river when one of my pack member's 'accidently' shoved me off the log and into the rushing water. I heard them laughing as I struggled to swim through the heavy-rushing water.
The last thing I saw was that handsome, smiling face of my mate as I neared a waterfall's edge.
I remember...The fall seemed to take forever.
I washed up on shore. When I woke up, I knew something was wrong. I felt empty...I was starving. The very beat of my heart was gone.
I hadn't survived the fall...
But why was I still standing? And oh so solid? I gazed into the water at my reflection. A bloody, bruised Ciriq stared back at me with beautiful blue eyes.
I sighed and set out to find the answer. Maybe I would find a sorceress or something to give me the answers. The haunted woods reeked of them; I was sure to find one.
Days went by slowly. I hadn't found one person. And the silence....oh, the silence. It was dreadful. I was inching toward insanity. The hunger really got to me...I had to get food.
A large snake was the first bit of meat I found. Of course I went for it...I was kind of crazy, remember? It turns out it was a highly poisonous snake.. I didn't think it would cause any problems. I was already dead, after all.
I attacked with a sweeping motion of my head, snatching its lower-body into my teeth. It hissed and whipped around, biting into my right brow. It hurt. *she laughs darkly again* I must have fainted at that point.
I woke up in the same spot. I felt dried blood on my face. I blinked several times. All I saw was black. I was blind.
I stood shakily. What misery...It was terrible. I walked around in circles, bumping into things as my sanity drained further. I was so confused....so lost. I cried out for help, but none ever came.
Months passed. Still, I found it hard to live and constantly wished I was peacefully buried somewhere.
Never had I heard any signs of life but the birds twittering in the very distance. It was a few days into the next year when the noise of a twig snapping sounded from behind me. "Hello?" I jumped up and growled. It was the first time I had heard another's(or my own) voice in months. "Who's there?" I snapped.
A quivering voice answered. "Just a traveling healer." She was lying. I could tell. "What ails you, child?" she asked in that kind, old voice.
I played along, trying to feel my way toward her. "Oh, what ails me, you ask? Oh, dear woman...I am blind. I cannot see a single thing. I am hungry. I am frightened."
She answered with a soft, ominous laugh. "I could help you, dear. For a price..."
I raised a brow. "Name it."
You lack sight. I lack beauty. We could do a trade, I suppose. And with my sight, you could hunt and put food back into that small stomach of yours." I considered. I just wanted to see again. I was scared. I agreed.
I awoke a few hours later. The moon shown down upon me through the leaves. I could see it. I could see again.
At first my vision was blurry, but it cleared up nicely. Sight was more blissful from when I remembered. It was night, yet I could see perfectly. These new eyes worked so well...There had to be a catch. I remembered the deal I made with the old witch...I vengured over to a nearby pond and gazed down at my reflection. My jaw dropped.
My fur was rugged and messed up, covered in patches of ugly random fur. My tail was gone and I was caked in blood. An ugly face stared back at me; blank white eyes stood out and glowed like small lamps. I sighed, and threw myself down next to the pond, my arm falling off when I did so.
That would take some getting used to.
I watched it run off with my mouth still wide open.
Shaking my head to rid myself of the thought of my own arm running away, I leaning over to lap some water down....it was then I realized a dim, red light shining from a pocket that was patched on the inside of my right arm. I fished out a red sphere attached to a black string with my teeth. Also a dirty wad of paper that read:
Use it wisely.