Little Wolf

Prologue

There was a small cat-wolf who found herself on a ship. It was not a ship from her planet, but it was not a ship from the opposing forces. This ship was different, it seemed as if there was some sort of divine force which drew the small figure to investigate. She felt as if she would be safer looking around this ship instead of staying at home where her father, Ishao, had instructed her to stay.

There was a battle going on in the upper atmosphere of her planet. She knew the dangers of the Planet Destroyers and so did her planet. Piilotians had fought once against this evil civilization but winning didn't end up coming without a cost. Their god had stepped in front of the beam of light which would've fractured the planet's core and sacrificed himself for his planet. Though the god could rule from the heavens of the planet, he could not alter the fate of it anymore.

The small grey cat-wolf always asked her father "why did they come, why do they want to kill us?" and her father always responded with the same reply "because Piilotians are special, we have longer lifespans, we do not need as many resources to survive and we have a wide spread of abilities." As she would get older her questions continued to come but instead of asking why she started to ask what. What are they? What is their purpose in life? What would they have done if they destroyed our planet? Soon those questions turned to will, will they come back?

She dropped onto four paws letting her ice blue eyes scan the ship before entering. She felt a little nervous as if she was about to do something big. The walls of the ship were dim, small blue swirls of light seemed to light the hallway beckoning her to follow. She crept forward, keeping her cat like head low with her cat-wolf like ears looking for sounds. She knew that at any sign of danger she would run out of the ship and back home. She noticed that the ship smelt like a field of flowers in the morning dew and took note of that detail.

She was seven, a young age to terrains, but Piilotians years are quite long. If you took a Piilotian year approximately 3.89 terrain years could fit within it or 4 if you don't feel like multiplying decimals. So, taking this information this Piilotian would be 27.23 years old if she was born within one of the terrain planets of the milky way galaxy. Though because of this fact that Piilotian years are long it means that Piilotians have longer childhoods, school years etc. So, to keep this simple, think of her as a seven-year-old exploring new territory.

The cat-wolf glanced into one room and out of the window, then something happened. There was a blinding flash, shockwave and a delayed bang as a ship exploded. She ran to the window and got up on two paws only to realize that this ship wasn't of the opposing side, but of Piiloto's side. Her eyes grew wide, she wanted to leave but she felt as if she was glued to the window in shock.

The large mothership which had been exploded was the only thing that was keeping her planet from being destroyed. If the Planet Destroyers got into the upper exosphere, they could fire the laser and end the battle.

The ship that the cat-wolf was on started to come to life, more blue fog like swirls were apparent in the walls of the ship all of which were guiding the cat-wolf somewhere. She stayed her eyes fixed on the ground which was quickly disappearing below her. She wanted to yell but she felt like she was choking. She wanted to move but she felt as if she was frozen. She wanted her father though she could not get to him. She knew that her planet had lost this battle and she knew that there was no hope left. She watched as a laser was shot at her planet, she watched as the planet cracked, shattered, she watched all this as she tried to keep tears from streaming down her cheeks.

She finally left the window, her paws falling down the blue stained glass and sat down against one of the walls of the ship, she looked at her necklace and buried her face in it, it was the only thing she had left. She started to whisper words of prayer directed to any god that could be listening. She didn't care if it was a demi-immortal god, the immortal god or even a god such as the one which used to rule over her planet.

Then, her vision shifted to her father's, he was also holding his necklace. He was yelling, yelling at the people, the evil people who were trying to throw him into another ship. She could make out only a few sentences such as where is my daughter, I know she is alive, Aliika. But that was all she caught before she was shifted back to reality.

As she shifted to reality she was on a green-blue glassy plain, the wind silently blowing through her fur and there was the same scent of the ship which filled her nose. She stood up quickly to look behind her only to see Kotu, the blue flamed fox demi immortal god.