<⦿> TW: the backstory has mentions of death <⦿> ——— <⦿> hello!! <⦿> <⦿> this is my entry for The Pixelated MYO! <⦿> <⦿>this MYO is hosted by a friend, @VirtualCheetah!<⦿> <⦿> give her a follow, she deserves it :D <⦿> <⦿> now, here’s the entry!! <⦿> ——— <⦿> bio : <⦿> • Name: Pepper • Age: 15 yo • Gender: Female • Pronouns: She/Her • Species: Evolved Kitsune <⦿> backstory (warning- it’s long!!) : <⦿> There was no time. We had failed. Our home- it was gone. We were on the run. Stupid humans- they started this all. We were just trying to live in peace and harmony with them, but they couldn’t help but think of us as- as…. misfits. I wonder what would happen if we were prepared. If we actually were ready to FIGHT BACK. We would have won- that’s what. Humans are weak, but they have mastered the element of surprise. I hate them so much. My father stayed to fight- And they chased us out, burned our village- I- I lost my best friend to that fire. But I have no time to grieve, we have to run, run out of that place, run away from the humans, run away from the war. I don’t care where we have to stay, it just has to be away from those humans. Some humans- sometimes they’re nice, but most of the time, they’re rude, loud, and dangerous to us Evolved Kitsunes. Maybe we’ll survive, maybe we’ll d- “Pepper!” My mother broke my train of thoughts. I looked up, still running. “Yes?” I asked, my chest heaving in deep pants. We’d been running at high speed for an hour now. “Go up to the councilor and tell him that I spotted a clearing with a river.” My mother said. I nodded briskly, put on a burst of speed, and fell into step with the councilor. “Sir. My mother says that she spotted a clearing with a river.” I said, then slowed a bit when he nodded, falling back into step with my mother. The councilor slowed the group with a raised paw. “Lila’s found a place to stay for the night.” He said confidently, looking at my mother. “Lead the way.” He added. My mother nodded, and began to run back towards the village, then she swerved right, pushed past some trees, and there was a wide clearing with a trickling river residing beside it. The grass was cool and wet with evening rain when I slipped my shoes off. This clearing was the most peaceful place I’d ever been, even if the flames from the villages were still visible in the distance, and a light fogging of smoke filled the air. I gently took off my plain, gray jacket, laid it out on the wet grass and curled up on it. It was hard, but eventually the sounds of the crickets lulled me to sleep. I awoke with a start, the smoke was hanging in the air annoyingly, hurting my throat, and the morning air was crisp and cold, but that was alright- I liked the cold. I stretched, then rose and walked to a secluded part near the river, surrounded by dense brush. I began to wash my face. My ears were dripping wet when I finished. I pulled my hoodie back on, and flipped the hood up, turned to push back through the brush, but then I felt someone tap me on the back. I looked at them through the corner of my eye, and was shocked to see it was a human boy. I growled, grabbed a stick and shoved it in his face, whipping around. My eyes were narrowed, and I pushed the sharp-pointed stick into his chest, making him go to the ground. “Leave, human.” I spat, my green eyes flashing with fury. The human looked genuinely scared, his blue eyes wide with fright, and his skin turning pale. “Please, don’t hurt me.” He trembled. I only now realized what I was doing- I was doing to him what the humans did to us. I froze, and the stick dropped from my hand. He raised his hands, then slowly stood up, his eyes watching me the entire time. I only now examined the boy. He was just over my height, looked around my same age, and had messy, strawberry blonde hair, blue eyes, pale skin, and freckles. And there was one more thing… he had a tattoo on his hand. Like- exactly like mine. I was born with mine… It was a circle, which had a swirl pattern inside of it. I gently showed him my hand. He gently showed my his. Mine was green, his was blue. I looked at him with confusion, and he met my confused gaze with his large blue eyes. I gently touched his tattoo with mine, saw him collapse, then everything went black. ——— <⦿> what just happened? <⦿> <⦿> they used the power- teleportation <⦿>
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