Part 1| backstory sheesh-

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The air was damp, the pavement was soaked and so was the little girl sitting on the edge of the road. At first glance she looked like a normal 20 year old girl, but upon further glance you could pick out different details about her. Her eyes , a piercing ( E/c) had a wisdom in them that says I may be young but my mind is well beyond my years. Her hair, (H/c) , was knotted with twigs and leaves. Her clothes were torn and jagged, and the shoes she wore were worn out and ripped. Her face was covered in scratches some going deeper than others.


Overall she looked like she had been through a lot , and that she had. At age 5 her mum abandoned her on the street saying she was ' to much of a burden to bear'. Age 3 her dad died in a car accident whilst she was in the car and she had a sever head injury which lead to her memory loss.


She always was 'different' to everyone, loving things some people would turn away with disgust at. Such as she found a artic wolf that was the runt of the litter. Instead of just leaving it she decided to keep it and raise it as her own.


The artic wolf was the only thing that helped with her memory loss. If she forgot where she was going the wolf would normal guide her eventually they found an owl with a broken wing. So now during the day the travel with the owl in her backpack sleeping. In the night the owl would keep watch alerting the wolf if anything would approach.


She loved her animals, and they loved her. Nobody could separate them. Soon enough the artic wolf ( now know as fang) was big enough for the little girl to ride now and again but not always. The owl ( Kristy) was to big for the backpack so now she would just perch on the little girls shoulder. The little girl never had a name, so she gave herself one.


(Y/n) (m/n) (L/n).


She was happy with her little life until one day something unusual happened. Now before we can go into that we need to understand what the world was like.


Nobody had any pity or mercy, it was all for all. Nobody cares if your kicked out if you can't prove your way in life then you are stuck on the streets. Everybody always put them in front of everyone. Obviously there was a war going on as well but she knew no one in the conflict therefore it mattered little to her. She was against government, always went solo, and had a thing for accidentally harming things. Including herself.


She kept two different journal and in one she would write everything she came across that was interesting or words she heard.


The other was writing about her day so when she looked back she wouldn't forget. At least that's why she thought she had them. She couldn't really remember. In her first journal it read:

The artic wolf:

- Commonly found in the artic however can be found on the outskirts of snow kingdom.

- Only attacks when threatened or when owner is.

- Doesn't really do well in heat, can survive on its own.

- Once it finds a owner it will stick with it to then end.

The snowy owl:

- Found in the woods near snow

- Only attacks for food

- Flys away when threatened

- Very loyal

- Wings can't survive in extreme heat without the gel.

The bear:

- Winter bears are harsh

- Go near the cubs and they will attack

- You can feed fish but you need to run

- Merciless

- Woodland bears are more calm

Polar bears:

- Like the bear don't go near the cubs

- Normal live alone

- Lives in igloos or ice caves

- Eats fish and seal

And the list went on for 10 more pages having creatures ranging from owls to piglins

The other journal had stuff like:

Jun 25th:

Nether.

Today I found an old nether portal, and luckily for me I just needed to ignite it. The nether is dangerous , yet beautiful.

It reminds me of home. But I don't remember home. Anyway normal ghasts are hostile however if you keep out of sight, you are fine. Piglins are hostile to, but if you wear gold the won't attack. They will Trade with gold. Hoglins do not care if you wear gold or not. Lava is hot. Do not touch. 

( might not update it often son

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