It was 10 years since that had happened it still freaks me out.I looked down at my swords they were place in leather holders. My tail was covering my legs. It felt so soft on my bear skin. My fox ears leasing to the soft sound of the wind bowing. I was resting underneath a tree.when I heard a soft sound of someone calling my name. Then I felt something soft on my noise. I opened my eyes to see purple hair ?
"Hey Iris! What are you doing?" The black bunny eared girl ask.
"Well Bonabe I was just sleeping when you desided to hang upside down."
"Hey I told you not to call me that!"
"Yea its just to funny when you get mad."
"Are you forgetting who bet you they lates time with her ax."
"You are never going to let my live that down. Are you?"
"Nope!"she said in conferden voice.
*sigh*"Hey were is Skilar."
"She is porbly flying around looking for us."
She jump down for the branch. Her purple hair put up in a pony tail. Her red eyes scanning the sky. She ran to the open feld her purplish-bulish hoddie almost disipered in the tall grass. I had my gree hoddie pulled over my head. All but a litte bit of my brown hair showed my ears poted out of it.
"Bonabe lets go look of Skilar."
"Yea its almost sundown."
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The Heros of the Swords
AdventureThree girl born to the great heros. Just trying to fine there family. On the way they meet people who help them on there journey. But somthing more is going on. See if the heros survive.
