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As you are walking down a snow covered beach in Mystery Island...wait?
A snow covered beach? you ask yourself.A look of confusion crosses your face. Suddenly, a small chuckle comes from a creature laying under a palm tree.
Odd weather, no?" she asks you. You gulp and nod slowly as you look at her.
The lupess laying before you is a deep crimsion color. On her back she sports a large pair of feathery red wings with purple thrown into the mix. But her eyes are what catches you.
The ice blue eyes hold power like the ocean at yuor back.
Who are you?" you ask, unsure of what to do. "I am Faylloic." She smiles. "Or Fay or Fable or anyother name you can come up with.
She laughs slightly. "And you are?" she asks, fixing those eyes on you. "I-I am guest.
You stutter. she smiles and nods. "If your looking for the village, it's down that path." She smiles sweetly at you as she points toward a path with her paw.
You sigh with relief and nod your head. "Thanks." you call as you run toward the path.
Human~ Drama (drama_queen_supriem)
Soon to be~Darigan
Love~NO! stop asking!
Offspring~*blinks* just get out...
Enimies~None...and you dont want to be.
Now here is a story worth telling.
For years, I have searched far and wide for my family, I found my sister. But never my parents. And not until recently did I learn their names. The thing I did manage to find was an old picture, which with some help from artists, is now good as new. From the picture, I learned that my mother had a coat as dark as the night sky, the silky midnight blue fur was my solace on a cloudy night. Around her legs were bands of deep purple, the same color that resides in my wings. Her eyes are what I inherited most from her, the icy blue eyes that now sit in my own head.
My father was different, but I received my scarlet coat from him. His fiery coat matched his personality, for the flames in his legs resided in the hatred that would spark at times in his emerald green eyes. I guess that I should thank him. Without him, I would be without my wings. He never favored me, taking Sara under his wing. Turning her into him. My mother hated him for that.
I was never like my father; I was more like my mother, docile and take any punishments with silence. That is, until my mother had had enough. We left one night, my mother and I. I never saw my father again, and I wouldn't see Sara again for years to come.
The night my mother and I left was a scary night. My father had ended one of his nightly rages, and I had taken the beating. My mother snapped, she had had enough. Snarling and growling, she fought my father. At the end, my mother fled, I in her maw.
We ran, we ran and didn't look back. Weeks past, and finally my mother collapsed in a sleepy little village. I have to thank an elderly Gelert who had taken us in. She cared for my mother and I. When we had healed, we decided to stay. But my mother wouldn't stay in one place for long. We packed up and left after a few months.
On the road again, my mother became ill, and died beside me that night.
Bewildered, lonely, hungry and lost, I got tossed into the Neopian Pound. I think my mother knew she had to go, and that I would be taken in. I stayed in the pound for a few weeks, passers by tried to take me in, but I was refusing any love. I couldn't let others in. That is, until Drama came. She picked me up, threw the neopoints down, and held me until we returned to her little house.
I fussed as I had before, wanting to return to the pound rather than be here in a house with my two new sisters, Mia and Eounge. Both were Xweetox's, and I wanted nothing to do with them. But they persisted, and I let my barriers down.
I was shocked at the love they had for me, and I returned it. Soon, Drama took another trip to the pound. She brought home another lupess. The same age as I. She had a coat of blue, with eyes like I had never seen before, except in distant memories. It took a while, but I soon learned that the lupess brought home from the pound was my sister. Sara.
We grew together after that, glad to be by each others side again. Now we are adults now, and we are still close as ever. But Won't forget my mother, and what she saved me from.
Oh, great...Drama decided to put pictures of me from her album up here...0.o
Erm...I got mixed in wit the wrong people...if your wondering thats punk/rock/R&B/ any other kind of music genre. DONT ASK!!
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