Crystal Mcfox Rosepaw ~The sad tale of the past~

[Crystal and company]

I'm Rosepaw. Crystal Rosepaw. I've had one wierd past, and the futrure... Do we have to talk about it? Trust me, my life is gonna get worse... And may be not better! Well, here it is!

~Crystal's Tale.~

Crystal was out getting berries for her mom, with her brother, Mortamus. She luaghhed at his stained face and the 11 year old fox licked the berries from his face. "What you luaghing about. Well, mom needs these and it takes an hour to get back over to our side of the mountin, so let's go, Cre."
"Ok, let's go." They 8 year old Crystal raced down the path. "Race ya back!"
"Hey wait for me!" Mortamus ran after her, but Crystal was to quick.He ran faster but fell over Crystal, whom had stoped quickly. He looked at her shocked face, "What's up li-"
Mortamus then looked down at their house. A horde of beast were running inside and a blood curling scream rang out. Mortamus reached to stop his sister but Crystal ran ahead, whiping her staff from the sash she wore.
Crystal ran ahead, leapt down the ledge and struck a weasel. He fell with a scream and the horde looked a her. The foxmaid saw what was going on in the house. Her mother was pinned to the wall and her father was on the floor, a dagger in his side.
The leader, a ferret called Halfwit thrust down with his sword and Crystal father uttered on word... "Run!"
But Crystal stood there, rooted to the spot in rage. She had been born to a peaceful family, but she always had a wild streak. Her mother broke free and ran to Crystal and Mortamus. As she flung herself in front of them, a score of arrows were fired. Only a few hit, but she fell. Her cry was the same, "Run my children! Tis not your day to die!"
Halfwit had sprung after her and now slit her throat. Lilana Rosepaw was now dead. Crystal struck out at his face as he leapt at her brother. The ferret screamed inb rage and pain, "Sieze them! Strike them with arrows! But hark, I want the young maid alive!"
Mortamus took Crystal arm with his free hand and ran. Crystal struck out as they were chased but They were soon boxed in. Mortamus let go and attaacked as did Crystal. They soon could not get back to each other. Mort let out a shout, "The stream! Crystal! Break free and go there!"
She knew he was right so she made a dash. A party of 12 chased her. As she gained a lead she looked back. Arrows and sling stones flew by as she ran. One stone hit her in the back of the head and she fell soundlessly to the ground...


I knew not of what happened, but I felt the pain and saw it over and over in my dreams. I thought it wasn't me... Only a bad dream. Untill I met up with Halfwit once more... Then I was on a quest for revenge and to get a scarred, magical blade before the ferret scum. I have the blade, the scars from the day he took me prisioner, the memory of the day I broke free... And always the memories of the past...



Anyone like it?

[Rose, Brightgale, & Moonstripe]

**Rose sniffs and sighs sadly** That was tragic, my dear Crystal. Thank you for sharing it with us. Very good.

[Noel of Arabi-Athem & Ragmaar]

**Noel applauds quietly and smiles sadly** Oh, Crystal. That was very sad and beautiful, indeed. I'll give you 30 Rose Petals for your story.

[Crystal and company]

And I relive it all the time. You know those dreams where you can feel the pain? I feel it when I'm awake too! **Crystal nods and brushes the fur on her left paw. She holds it up to Rose's face.** Look. **There is a hole in the center of her paw, on made by a dagger. It is wide and will never heal... Ever.** I got a hole in my sword paw because of him... A cured place on my shoulder and... Well the last bit is personal.

[Rose, Brightgale, & Moonstripe]

**Rose pats Crystal's shoulder sympathetically** Don't worry, my friend. It will get better one day. I promise. I will always be there if you need me.

[Crystal and company]

Nay, not from these. Cursed wounds. Only done by a blade like mine... Taws mine that did it in fact. The worst part is, I can never love until he is gone...

[Noel of Arabi-Athem & Ragmaar]

Think of it this way... He can tear your body; he can wound your flesh. He can take away your family. He can even take away your ability to live as one should. But he can never take away your spirit and your soul. And these, your spirit and soul, I think, are more important than the common material of our mortal bodies.

[Crystal and company]

Hear hear! I agree! **Crystal nods.** In his clutches, he called me capive. But I placed a paw on my head and the other on my hear and said 'My mind and heart is still free and an untamed sprit will live on...'

ASnd check out my sig for another saying.

[Noel of Arabi-Athem & Ragmaar]

**Smiles** That's the spirit! Never give up! Treasure what you 'ave!

**Ragmaar likewise smiles** Indeed. I feel full sympathy for your tale, Crystal. I know the consuming thirst for revenge. It engulfs one entirely till it burns their very soul; only when they learn to reconcile themselves with whatever it is that forces them to build this resentment is when they can truly rest and be what the should- a full and complete being, content for life in all its aspects.