Post by rinoaalita on May 23, 2006 14:54:34 GMT -5
Alita....
Her head rose up to look at the setting sun. There had been that voice again, the one that had started haunting her the day she left Alaska.
Alita come home.
She snorted as she stood up and once more started running for the battlegrounds. She had left her homeland to join the war. Her brothers had done so, so why couldn't she? She may be a wolfess, but she was a strong one, and one who didn't tke thing slightly.
You can't do it, Alita
Crystal blue eyes peered out from a snow white furred face as she kept her pace steady. She soon stopped and sniffed. 'I can smell foxes, but which side is it that I am on?'
She didn't wish to be on the dark side, nay. She would fight for the light as she had already chosen.
I forbid you to go, Alita.
She shook her head. 'Forgive me Father,' she whispered as she started running once more. She had left her pack some two months henceforth, and had been travling to the wargrounds. She was coming into being three summers of age. She wasn't young, but she wasn't old either. She soon stopped and looked around.
'I can smell blood,' she said softly as a shiver ran up her spine and her hackles rose. 'Please let me find the right camp.' and with that said she once more started her search.
I forbid it!!
Here it was some 6 or so months later and Alita, as she was called, howled her victory as she looked out over the battle that raged on before her. Other's laid 'round her feet, never to rise again. With another howl she lept into battle and fought along with her others on the light side. And so oour story begins....
Her head rose up to look at the setting sun. There had been that voice again, the one that had started haunting her the day she left Alaska.
Alita come home.
She snorted as she stood up and once more started running for the battlegrounds. She had left her homeland to join the war. Her brothers had done so, so why couldn't she? She may be a wolfess, but she was a strong one, and one who didn't tke thing slightly.
You can't do it, Alita
Crystal blue eyes peered out from a snow white furred face as she kept her pace steady. She soon stopped and sniffed. 'I can smell foxes, but which side is it that I am on?'
She didn't wish to be on the dark side, nay. She would fight for the light as she had already chosen.
I forbid you to go, Alita.
She shook her head. 'Forgive me Father,' she whispered as she started running once more. She had left her pack some two months henceforth, and had been travling to the wargrounds. She was coming into being three summers of age. She wasn't young, but she wasn't old either. She soon stopped and looked around.
'I can smell blood,' she said softly as a shiver ran up her spine and her hackles rose. 'Please let me find the right camp.' and with that said she once more started her search.
I forbid it!!
Here it was some 6 or so months later and Alita, as she was called, howled her victory as she looked out over the battle that raged on before her. Other's laid 'round her feet, never to rise again. With another howl she lept into battle and fought along with her others on the light side. And so oour story begins....