I hadn't seen that this was it's own section before I posted this in a different part,so you may have seen it already but this is where I am going to add any new parts that i write.
So here goes
(These provide some description for the character but are not needed to understand the story.
Name: Itza aka "shadow"
Gender: Male
Species: Fox
Description: Black pelt with white and gray markings, and sky blue eyes. (nothing further for this part at the moment)
Personality: ( I some how almost forgot about this somehow)
Shy and reserved when dealing with those he is unfamiliar with, but much more talkative and carefree with those he is familiar with, but even so still a bit secretive if he is in a unfamiliar environment (sometimes).
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Story: (be warned this is a longish one, but in my mind the shortest way to get the points the I wanted across;However, I may have missed some of them.)
Prologue
Itza grew up among a tribe, or as he was nick named by the tribe and his peers "Shadow" after his pelt color and his personality. He grew up more apart from the others of his age. He was a loner in the eyes of his fellows that is if they even played him any mind... While his peers grew up learning to be warriors and members of the tribe Itza learned the rules of the woods that surrounded the tribe. He felt that he did not belong with the others of his age. While the others were stronger, bolder, and much more prideful than him, but he was more agile, smaller,and normally quicker but he was also a bit shy and reserved when among his peers. He quickly learned how to be ignored, or even forgotten entirely. He quickly found that there was a guessed that there was a reason that he didn't fit, but still seemed similar to those around him. It started to dawn during his 16th season (year) that there was something different or wrong. While he was fitting the peices of the puzzle in the back of his mind he decided that there was still a piece or two missing, so he went to confront his mother. When he first confronted her about it and asked her why he was not like the others she at first tried to deny it and blow it off, but she could see the seriousness in his eyes and so began to tell he the story of why it was that he did not fit. It started with a raid on one of the neighboring tribes that has since moved. It was not some much a raid but a massacre leaving no one and nothing standing in it's wake. As the slaughter started to die down and the warriors were ordered to start looting the dens and other buildings to see what they could find. One of the warriors was searching the village to see if they had missed he saw a den that seemed to have been abandoned during the raider even before it, but when he entered thought he could hear something in one of the corners of the den. When he looked at first he didn't see anything in the darkness but then he saw what had been making the sound. It was nothing more the a confused cub trying to find it's parents. After conversing with the raid's leader it was determined that the cub would be taken with then and raised as one of their own.
... it was the piece of the puzzle he had been missing, but as the piece clicked in the back of his mind in a small moment of brain blasting realization he was horrified. That cub had been him.... However another thing clicked after a few moments of silence... He was a fox among a tribe of Wolves! Being unable to stand the sudden and shocking truth he ran from the den his mother called after him trying to get him to come back so she could explain, but he would not after all that time that the truth had be not only kept from him but lies put in its place, so he ran to the one place that had ever truly felt like his home... the forest.
Chapter 1: Growing forest
That may have been the day that my life was truly set in motion, but what am I talking about one does not start the story in the middle! As you know I am Itza, but that you already knew, so let us truly start this story proper. We start with some of my early memories... those of growing up with the tribe. We start during my 6th season (or as you outsiders know them "years") was the first time that I went into the forest that surrounded our tribe's home by my self. The forest near our camp was mainly made of cedars and low growing pines that grew close together so that dawn would come late and evening would come early. It was a home away from home where I felt that I could finally be alone for awhile and away from my peers, but that would not last. I spent most of the time that I could in the forest learning about that of which I loved. My love of the forest only grew as during our 10th season when me and my peers started to begin our training starting with how to hunt from the warriors and other hunters. Little did I know that my love for the forest would be tested sooner then I would have ever anticipated. During our 12th season most of the others were learning to fight from the warriors, but I avoided it as best as I could ;however, that would not last forever. While the others learn to fight a fair number of them were left with scars from some incidents during training whether on purpose or by accident. For the most part I managed to avoid this and for me, but at one point when I was heading out to explore for some places to set traps while I let off the old traps so game could come back I had without almost anyone's knowledge managed be behind the targets of the training range were a group of my peers were practicing when one of them missed their target to the point where it soared over it and hit the intended target and luckily lodged it self in a tree trunk right in front of my snout just barely missing me by but a whisker. They didn't even know that I had been there as it had been late evening and as I had been facing away from them I blended in with the forest. I would say that I was much more cautious from then on... I however did not escape from the growing seasons unmarked the only one that stayed happens when I was trying to set up and test a trap design when it misfired and hit me right behind my nose leaving a small scar across my muzzle which forever reminded me that you can never rush anything in the forest or you may come to regret it, or even no longer be around to regret them... I may have been able to be ignored by my peers for the time, but the same could not be said for my mother. She had the uncanny ability to know where I am or have been and what I was doing, but I guess you learn that kind of thing as a hunter. I was able to be still mostly ignored by my peers but that seemingly changed during my 14th season when many of my traps started to be seemingly tripped by something, but not just some simple minded creature! Things like dead fall traps being triggered and the bait be missing as well with out a track or a trace as to what triggered it, but there were other times where the trap was not just tripped but completely destroyed and beyond any form of repair other than just replacing them. So at that time I decided i would not only hid the trap from the creatures, but from my peers as well! As I got better at hiding my traps from the eyes of my peers the sabotage happened less and less often until it stopped which only cemented the idea that it had been one of my peers who was to blame for these irksome incidents, so I decided that I would try to find out who would be willing to stop so low and catch them red pawed. It would not be easy, for I could not confront one of my peers directly as it would then be my word versus their's because I was sure that the teachers and other trainers would simply ignore any claim I made that of what my peer had done, so I made a plan to get them caught red pawed not only in front of me or our trainers, but in front of most of the tribe if I could. I would see that this petty theft of bait and destruction of my hard work be punished so that the others would see that such insufferable acts would not be tolerated! However, I still had to find out who it was that had been destroying my work, but I knew exactly when I would catch them in the act...
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