Post by MunsterPaw on May 10, 2013 19:57:48 GMT -5
I know my name is MunsterPaw ATM, but this will allow for less confusion.
I remember nothing special from my early life. I remember opening my eyes and seeing the cold blue light from my mothers cold, blue eyes, filled with hatred and light sparkling off the sharp spikes on her collar. Several cold, dark nights, eat, sleep and eat again. But one night, the headfurs left their window open. My mother picked me up, carried me deep into the icy forest borderland. She dropped me on a hard, cold patch of ground, then left. I sat there for one long, cold hour, watching the frozen moon slide across a polished night sky. Then i felt the pound of hoofbeats on the ground. All i remember is large, shadowy figures, pain from being trampled into the ground, and the bright scarlet wave rising, my life force leeching into it and out of me. Then dark.
I woke up on some thing hard and cold. I couldn't seem to breathe or move very well, but i managed to lift my head off the hard thing. I looked around, and i saw myself face to face with a headfur. there had to be at least six or seven, including the one whos breath was blowing though my whiskers. another one came up and stuck something in me. i panicked at first, clawing and biting at the first headfur (the second had jumped back) but then i felt my body numbing and i ungracefully slumped off the headfur. this was a normal cycle eventually, but each time my body healed more and it took longer for me to sleep. one day i pretended to sleep, and waited for the headfurs to leave. i looked for means of escape, and saw the same thing that i had seen when my mother carried me off. an open window, and an icy forest, smelling of cat and deer. i jumped out the window and ran as fast as a rabbit. i was 3 moons old then.
TBC
I felt lazy.