| Subject: "Ah, but as of yet, much remians to be told! Keep listening, please... |
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Zach uth Brightblade
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Date Posted: 01:48:44 02/24/03 Mon
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SP
's message, "Hey, nice story Zach" on 16:49:34 02/23/03 Sun
Tangri uth Brightblade. Once the King over the Paioto. By being so, he ruled most of this continent, and some peices of others. Once, a father. His mate, and of course, the queen, was Naimela Chrinhi Brightblade. She was my mother. When I was born, there was much celebration, due to the fact that I was pure white. UNbeknownst to me, for a large part of my life, I fullfilled a prophecy. But that's going off track. As soon as I reached... twelve seasons, I was taught much of the Paioto ways, and secrets. I was also taught the art of command. The squirrel ShadowKnights, and the otter Rangers were very helpful in that. The Paioto army was not ALL wolves, not by any means. Unfortunatly, for the forementioned, they were feircely loyal to my pack.
One day, a holiday, as I remember, my parents held a feast! I loved feasts, and this would be no exception. But the adults were acting strangly for such a happy time. Something about "Darkwolves". Something I would come to know far too much about. But, being young, and haveing the bliss of youth, and knowing as all the young do that I would live forever, I simply forgot my lessons and prepared for the feast by playing.
Oh, I forgot. My sister followed suite, and I got in trouble because of her so many times! Heh, if I had just not listened, but nevertheless.
This feast was the perfect time for an attack by evil. Brightfire knew this. He began to quietly gather his forces for the coming times...
T.B.C.
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