Chapter 1 - Southen Lands

She arose from her small bed made of leaves and looked around the forest. She felt as

though something was wrong, but she didn't know what. She heard a sudden noise in the

distance that sounded like a dying wolf. She glanced around checking the area better then

before.

"Fang, Fang are you there. Fang answer me!" She said with a worried look on her face.

She heard the loud moan of pain again. She sprinted off to where she was hearing the

noise. When she reached her destination, she saw a wolf laying on the ground almost

dead and a big creature of some type leaning over it. The creature looked to have a mane

made of quills and the body was one of a flying horse. It had claws instead of hooves

making it seem more dangerous. "Fang hold on baby," She grabbed her knife and came

after the creature. The creature turned around showing the biggest fangs she had ever

seen. She stumbled back but looked at her wolf again and charged after the creature.

The creature brought it's huge claws to her throat, "This wolf must belong to you."

"Yes it does! Now leave it alone! Wait, did you just talk?"

"This wolf came at me, but I see why, it was trying to protect you. Yes, I can talk I am

Jet. I am from the South Islands. I flew here in search of a girl named Misty.

"Misty is my mother, but she died last year. How did you get past the mountains that are

around this island? They touch the sky. No one can get past them," She was holding her

breath because the creature still had its huge claws to her throat.

"No creature from the north can, but like I said, I am a creature from the south. For us it

is easy, but we never needed to come here until now," The creature brought its claws

down and looked at the wolf.

"So, why are you looking for my mother?"

"She never told you I see. Do you have any relatives here that know where your mother

was born?"

"Yes my grandma, but she wouldn't tell you. She'd be scared to even look at you," The

girl bent down by her wolf, "And she won't like what you have done to my wolf."

"I'll half to risk it my child, please take me to her as fast as possible."

"You'll half to go on your own. This wolf is the only thing keeping me alive. I cannot

leave it. My grandma lives just up that small dirt path over there." She pointed, "She lives

in the only green house over there so it shouldnt be hard to miss."

"What do you mean by the wolf is the only thing keeping you alive my dear?"

"This wolf and I have both had a spell on us and we are bound. If the wolf dies, I die."

"Im so sorry my child. Take these," the creature laid a few of her quills on the ground,

"these quills arent like the others on my mane. These have a healing powder in them.

They should be enough to help it stand. Fang, I believe that is what you called her, will

need a few days rest to recover, but shell be fine."

"You better be going, grandma often leaves her house when the sun reaches the middle

of the sky."

"Yes, yes you are right. I will be back here soon. I thank you kindly," the creature said

running down the path. The girl looked at the wolf and started to smash the quills into a

powder. She grabbed her bowl and water then made a paste out of the ingredients. She

smeared the paste over the wolf's wounds and sat there.

She picked the creature up and started walking down the small dirt path to her grandma's

house. Fang was barely breathing. The girl started running making sure not to move the

wolf much. She reached her grandmother's house and banged her head against the door

waiting for someone to open it.

The door slowly creaked open and the girl ran in and laid the wolf on a small bed made

of hay. She heard her grandmother talking to the creature out back. She walked out back

and saw her grandmother holding a sword to the creature.

"Helena please, you and I both know she is destined for this," Jet yelled.

"She is my only family left," the girl's grandmother yelled back.

"She's not really your family! Her father was King Ethan and her mother was Queen

Isabeau. She has to come to the southern lands to claim her spot as queen since her

mother and father died! Helena, you must let her come with me!"

"I will not let you take her!" Helena yelled and thrusted the sword forward. The young

girl stepped out of hiding. "Kira what are you doing. I mean, how is Fang?"

"Fang is doing a little better. Helena I wish to go with Jet," Kira said and looked away

from her grandmother.

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