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 Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2005 12:27 pm
Intro: This is the story of Tigers gifts. It will also explain the curse I shall give her later *Smirk* It was a plot bunny the grew out of control and so I think it needs it's own thread. However if it should be deleated please say, (Pm me or post in this thread)-Thanks!
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2005 12:28 pm
It was a beautiful day, the sun was shineing through the leaves of the trees onto a large cart. It was made of acient oak and decorated with red swirling patterns round the top and bottom. While round the middle the design of a bird flying from a tree into the sunset was carved. A slight variation in colour and style on each side. It was being pulled along the dirt track by two huge silver shire horses.
However all was not well in the sean that should of been so happy, "My child! My child!" Sobbed a woman on the front, "Josen! My beautiful Josen!" She cried. The womans only son had died barley hours ago and it was destroying his mother. He was two days old.
Plodding towards her was an acient woman with a three day old child tied to her back with cloth from the wommans dress. She was coverd in open sores and blood trickled down her face. She saw through the haze that was the pathetic remains of her eye sight the cart and crying woman. She knew that all three of them would die within the week if she did not do anything. It was too late for her, that was certain; but she could save the child and Gypsie. rareing her head the woman in the cart stopped the horses looking at her, the old woman spoke in broken sentances desperate to save the child.
"Lady, magical one, save my grand daughter! I will die, us all die unless you take her! Your son is dead, two days old. But she a day older has suvived. Save her!" She shook with the efort and nearly fell. The womman in the cart jumped down sensing the ergency of the child and womans plight. With gentle hands she untied the baby who was sleping and layed her down. reaching for the grand mother she layed her down too.
"You of the Lightclaw would ask a Darkpelt for help?" She asked refering to the long standing fude between the two gypie familys.
"Don't care," coughed the woman, "Must end the fude. Protect her..My child's child. Join the familys." Her coughs grew more vilant, "We will all din. Just tell her of our familes. She is," The woman coughed, "She is Oe, me of wounds. Child of starveation and you, you of a broken heart... Too soon, must hold back, please! Your son is dead. So take in the child as your own. Her name is Oaken, Oaken DarkClaw."
The gypie looked in shock at the name,
"The child will stop the fude" She agreed.
Looking down at the woman she realised sooner than the word passed her lips, "You may rest in peice," She closed her eyes, "I will give her gifts,"
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2005 12:30 pm
To understand the last part of Tiger's history we must know a little about the history of the Lightclaws and Darkpelts. They are both wandering gypsie familys. Spread all over the globe. the only suviveing member of the two clans when we last left the story were Jade the gypsie and young Oaken our Tiger's mother. The Clans fell out over the shareing of magic at the start of time. As the world was formed magic cover the planet waiting to be found. Everything on Earth wanted some of it. The dragons got two gifts: Flight and Transformation wich is now how they hide 'till they are found by the most lovely owner of the shop. The bumble bee got flight as well. But these clans both got gifts. The Darkpelts are the most dangerous warriors ever known to man and will fight like the spartans. However the Light Claws got something much more powerfull, they can give gifts of any type of magic to anyone. So, all their children were given powerfull gifts. This infurated the Darkpelts so they began destroying any Lightclaw they met. However, it seams that despite the odd were weighed so heavily in the Lightclaws favour pure hatered fuled the Darkpelts so they soon killed many of the Lightclaws. I could go on and on with storys from the war, but by the time of our story, both familys had one desendent each, Jade and Oaken. Jade was touched by the childs plight but she took one final chunk of revenge when she gave Oaken her gifts, as we will see below.
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2005 12:32 pm
Jade picked up the child stroaking her head as she woke her up, "I'm sorry Oaken but you must be awake for your gifts. Now, theses will be the last gifts ever given to any human." A multi coloured light surround the two, "I give you the gift of Protection. You will never be harmed by illness and shall live longer than any." The light changed colour to pink, "And I give you the gift of weather. You may change it at will," The light changed to blood red, "The final so called 'gift' is not so at all but a curse, and it shall go to your child. She shall live in enternal youth. Once she reaches twenty five she shall stop growing and know of her curse," Jade smiled evily, "She will live forever and see everything she ever loved die. There will be no way of dieing. This is the final blow ever to be struck in the war of the Animal and it shall befall the child of both clans."
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