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Reinhiet

Her Story

Human, guest, that is your name correct? Do not ask how I know these things. This is my life. All my deepest secrets and pains of my past. If you betray me I will have to remove you from this world, like I have so many others.

You enter a misted land with a backsplash of huge mountains. You shiver from a chill, not a chill from the cool air, but a chill from fear. Yellow eyes stare at you from the surrounding bushes and trees. A pair of red eyes, like hot coals, and a pair of icy blue, almost white, eyes stare from beside it.
The owner, a female wolf, of the dazzling blue eyes steps out of the mist. Her thick fox red pelt sparkles with the drops of dew hanging from it. Her ears, paws, tail, and gigantic feathery wings are all the daeppest shade of black. She looks at your human body with pity and speaks,"What business have you in the land of demons?" You feel a odd tikle run down your spine and then you shake violently. Her voice is the sound of all the sounds of nature, mixed with the cries of all animals. You shake youself to your senses, "I-I-," you stammer, "I'm lost."
A black male, the owner of the red eyes, steps out beside his mate. You stare at his rich ebony pelt in wonder. Your eyes are drawn to his grey flamed paw, ears, tail, and circled eyes. He sports huge wings the size of his mate's. His voice is a deep rumble, like thunder and grinding rock together,
I am Diablos, and this is Reinhiet. We are rulers of the Demonic Tribe. You have entered our lands." All of the sudden you are surrounded by the owners of the yellow eyes. All wolves with markings and wings of all sorts. Strange unwanted creatures. Some with multiple tails or fins. You glance around in fear as they all let out a haunting melody. The two alphas' rasing above the rest. You close your eyes, not wanting to see any more, and cover your ears, but somehow all of it is burned into you memory. Your eyelids and hands, useless.
When you dare open them again, you are at the edge of the forest. You hear the lone umestakable howl of the alphena. Her glowing eyes still burn in your mind with a cold fire.

The Begining

Thark and Odessa were as content as two larks singing their beautiful melodies in harmony. Even if their pack had not welcomed the idea of Odessa, being a fox, joining them. Vaerox, the alpha, had let her into the pack out of pity, she had been attacked by a mountain cat and needed medical attention. She had been saved by Thark.
The two lived happily together untill the twins' birth. Thark and Odessa were so proud. It had only been a litter of two, but there had been no miscarages. Both pups had inherited their mother's fox markings, but one was fox red with black markings, and the other was black with red markings. Each had their father's coal black fur mixed into their fox red.
Only three days after the twins' bith they had suddenly opened teir eyes and ears. With their eyes glowing, they let out a blood curdling screech. For the red pup, black feathery wings sprouted out of her back, and red ones for the other. The whole pack had come rushing over. They all cringed looking at the two demonic pups. Vaerox had seen them and slashed their father, killing him. He did not want anymore of this,
uncleanslyness in the pack. The pack thought Odessa was a witch for giving birth to such creatures. They had banished her and the pups in fear of an old prophecy.
The pup's mother died mysteriously three months later. The twin girls had never been given names, but they had been called many a thing by the pack and other wolves. Mainly they were Khenai and Reinhiet.

Her Survival

Reinhiet and Khenai had lived on nothing but cows milk from a near by village. They were not old enough to hunt, but they managed to steal from garbage cans of country homes, if they were lucky. Once old enough the learned to hunt. Each were espaecially good at it. They had enchanced speed, strength, and skill. The two were content for a year, living on unclaimed territory, feeding on fat deer and rabbits. Then a wolf plauge swept throught the forest.
A traveling loner had passes through the lands, and transmitted the desease onto Khenai. Reinhiet seemed immune though. Khenai died one week later.
Reinhiet had been left alone. She had no purpose to live, when Khenai died it felt as if a part of Reinhiet died, leaving her heartless and empty.
Reinhiet became cruel and heartless. She learned to survive on her own completely. She grew abnormally large and brawny. Wisps of darkness began to form around her. She could call them out of their forms, command them, control the shadows.

Love

Reinhiet wandered aimlessly through the lands of other. She let out a warning howl, but naught else. If other questioned her, or became and obtascle, she removed them. She aimed at the weaknesses of others and picked at tehm. Most could only take ten minutes of her being. The most tolerant could take a day. Most shunned her and marked her as an outcast, fearing her. Once she stumbled through a land in which was full of mists with a backslpach of grey, snowcapped, mountains. She let out the same horribly beautiful warning howl she did every time she entered a new terra, this time she was answered. Odd, she thought. The howl was not quite as beautiful as hers, but just as megnificent and it carried the same message. A warning. Reinhiet curiosly entered the camp, her head held high. What she saw before her was amazing, others like her. Outcasts, with parts of creatures that did not belong to them, wings, fins, and extrodinary markings. Sitting in the midst of all of them was a huge wolf, the same size as Reinhiet. She had never met anyone as large as her before. Her was a charcoal black with grey flamed ears, tail, one paw, and set of huge wings like hers. His eyes were the brightest shade of glowing red. Suddenly she felt an odd sensation, a long lost one. What was it? A feeling of belonging. Of love.

Demonic Tribe

Reinhiet had entered the Demon Packs territory. They had welcomed her with open arms. No one in the pack understood her like Diablos. He could explain her in ways no other could. They were alike so much, but equally different. He soon made her alphena of the Demonic Tribe. Tehn she had been picked to find others like them, to teach other of their ways. She had become a master of the shadows and now had a telepathic ability. Diablos and Reinhiet were sad to part, but she had to leave. She had visited once every year of mor though. Keeping a close mental tie to each other.

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