Nanashi

So basically this was just something I thought up from a song which will be over to the....Right. So that way. -------> 

This one is going to have a bit of romance I suppose and ofcourse blood and gore. Don't get all judgy about fail romance because I know I fa at that and I apologize for that. :C And also I suppose I put it into the "werewolf" catergory because well....read on and find out. And don't worry they won't be fail werewolves. :P

As always comment your thoughts and vote. Thanks you guys means tons to me when it gets read and voted and commented. And if you really loved me you would share it with YOUR friends and get them to coment and vote and so on...so...Please read on and enjoy! :D 

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I swung up branch to branch getting higher into the tree. The rough bark felt good against my hands. When I got as far as I could go I looked around at my surroundings.

All around huge tree’s grew. Pine, birch, aspen and all kinds. Plant like flourished in brilliant greens. The forest was filled with the calls of wild birds and the sound of wind rushing through the leaves.

Farther to the east of me I could see my village. The smoke from fires spiraled up into the air. All the buildings were either of wood or stone. I could see the forms of people moving about doing their jobs.

The village looked lovely and perfect. Groomed and clean.In a place like this you would think the people would be kind. You thought wrong. The people here are vain. They all have brown skin, their eyes and hair vary in bright shades purples,violets and pinks.

They pride themselves in their beauty. Living here is a pain and it does not help when you are out-casted for being “ugly”. My mother was the most beautiful woman in the village with thick perfect curled locks of a lovely purple-pink, her eyes were a vibrant violet. Or at least that’s what the villagers told me. Her name was Cerise.

My mother had vanished for months before coming back. She arrived at the door step of her close friend, already very pregnant with me. She wouldn’t tell anyone where she had been,nor who my father was.

Soon after her coming home she gave birth to me. The midwifes and even my own mother were horrified by my appearance. My poor mother,exhausted from a hard child birth died shortly after seeing me. That was the start of my pain. She was able to name me. Nanashi.

And what was it that was so ugly about me? I had long slanted cat eyes that were bright Sapphire blue eyes and brilliant cyan hair. And to add to my not fitting in, in a place where everyone has creamy brown skin I was born a startling pale and translucent color. Everything got more wrong about me as I grew up. I was too tall and gangly,my hair was straight and my ears slightly pointed.

I was raised by my grandfather who died when I was 8. After that I had to take care of myself. Excluded from all the games and tormented by the fellow children.

As I watched my village a man ran to the Chief’s door and entered. Hmm. Maybe something interesting is going on. I hurried down my tree and started back. Excited I went faster. As a went past tree’s the bell that alerts all villager’s to come to the center square at once rang. I ran, darting past tree’s and over small bushes.

I skirted around the edge of the crowd trying not to be noticed. I envied all the villagers. They were all beautiful and graceful. They all were cirlced around the platform like stage were our Chief made announcements.

Currently, up on the stage stood a man next to the Chief. The man had warm light skin and fire red hair. He was one of the forest people. They were called Lyall and can transform their bodies into wolves. The Lyall are a vicious tribe and for a long while we have been having small skirmishes with them.

Chief called for silence and it was instantly answered. He stepped forward. “I have received a message from the Tribe Lyall.” His deep voice echoed around. “The Alpha has proposed an treaty. To form this treaty he asked for my daughter as his son’s wife.”The people looked shocked. It turned out the fire haired man was the son.