Zori started out as a plain,white Xweetok. She was very young at this time,and not very special either. She was just an average kit in this clan,just another mouth to feed. But the part that made her special,was she was the leaders' kit. Her mother was the alpha female,and her father the alpha male of this clan. There were atleast 20 other white Xweetoks in this clan. The clan travled,and fought with other clans for territory.
A few weeks later,in the middle of a stormy,summer night,the clan was attacked by a demon spirit sent from down below. The xweetoks didn't see it comming,so they weren't ready for the fight. Most of them died right away,some ran away,but were soon found and slaughtered later on. Zori and her parents were the only survivors,but her parents were badly injured.As the spirit attacked the clan,her parents ran off and hid Zori somewhere safe. She was only a kit,and didn't know what was going on.Her parents dissapered and were never seen again,same with the rest of the clan.This clan was now destroyed,and Zori was the only survivor...
After a day of waiting,Zori finally faced the fact, They aren't comming back....,so she wondered off,not knowing,or caring where she headed. A few days past,and,Zori started getting different colored markings on patches of her fur.She now looked very different from an average White Xweetok. The only patches that was left white was the beginning of her tail,and around her muzzle.After days and days have past,the markings kept getting darker,and darker,until they stopped changing. Now,her pelt looked nothing like and average White Xweetok.
Zori soon found a sign after walking miles and miles on what seemed an everlasting path. The sign said in big bold letters, The Forest of Death. Zori looked down,and saw a fine print warning that seemed to be painted in dry blood. All who enter,never return. Zori folded back her ears. She wanted to go through and pretend that the sign ment nothing...but that's be stupid of her.
Curiousity forced the Xweetok through. As they all say,"Curiousity Killed the Cat",so this might be a wrong choice. The forest was dark,and gloomy. Every now and then,she would hear a small hoot from an owl,or whatever it was..She came across atleast 3 dead Xweetok bodies in this forest. There where others,others unknown who where just laying here. The Xweetok folded back her ears,thinking, Maybe I should go back.... It was to late now,she was to deep into the forest. Odd thing..she hasn't seen anything 'creepy' or 'deadly' in this forest yet.That was about to change....
Zori took a small path wondering where it was leading to. She knew she shouldn't take it,but she did anyway. The small walkway was much different from the rest if the forest. All the trees were dead,and it seemed the sky was a bloody-red mixed with black. Not a dark blue,like the rest of the forest.It was more swampish,than foresty. The Xweetok soon stopped in the middle of the path as a small wadjet slithered passed. A second later,she realized it was only a petpet,and was no harm.
It seemed like a few hours before Zori found a small burrow. Exsausted, she walked into it. It was an empty,cozy shelter for the night. Zori thought maybe if she dug a small path and crawled in there,no one would notice her if this den had been claimed. Zori did just that,and instantly fell asleep.
Thump..Thump.. something was trampling above the burrow.What could it be? The Xweetok did not move,in fear if it could be a threat. She stayed as still as possible,hoping to keep silent and the..thing would leave.The trampling went on,it felt to Zori it'd never stop. She shut her eyes tightly, thinking to herself, 'This isn't real..this is not happening..there isn't anyone up there..' All of the sudden,the noise stopped. Releived,Zori closed her eyes trying to fall asleep again. A few minutes later,she heard something..something big..burrowing into the den.
The small Xweetok started to dig into the soft soil,hoping to dig a way out. She heard deep panting close behind,getting deeper,and louder every second. She had no choice,but to turn around and try to sneek past the creature. As she turned around,she came face-to-face with a blank red-eyed creature. Underground was dark,so she couldn't see the other parts of this creature,just it's crismon glowing eyes. Horrified,she skuttled back. The creature started to get closer...then all of the sudden,it vanished. Zori took the chance,and ran out of the den. As she approached above,it was lighter out. "Morning.." She mumbled to herself,then started walking out of the path...or atleast,tried to.
Zori turned back,realizing her bad choice. She kept murmuring to herself. "What an idiot I am..walking through this forest.." Then she soon figured out,there where many more paths than when she first entered. Getting confused,the Xweetok stopped. She looked worried...very worried. The Xweetok then started to become paranoid. She had no clue where she was.
A few minutes past,and the Xweetok started to feel a tad better...thinking how worried she got,was a silly thing.She continued walking,trying to take her mind off the creature she saw.It seemed like only an hour before the sun set. "I must of been walking all day.." Zori told herself,looking up at the dark,unfriendly sky.She continued her way out...hoping she would be able to even get out.
It was late at night..or possibly,early in the morning now. Zori was keeping her eyes out for other creatures. As the small Xweetok was walking..she stumbled into a cold substance. Pausing,she looked down at it. Her keen eyesight abled her to see in the pitch black of the cold night. Zori had seen this white,cold frozen water before...it was snow. As she travled deeper in this misterious snow-path,she soon came across a large ice-like castle. Being curious..she approached it.
On the side of the castle was a Xweetok,with alot of the same markings,and patterns as Zori's pelt. This HAS to be a dream..,She thought,shaking her head. Zori trotted up to the castle entrence,figuring out,this was not a dream.
She lifted her paw to feel the castle texture,to see if it was actually made out of ice...and it was. Zori pushed her way through the two large doors. She walked past alot of potriats of other pets. Then,she found her way to the heart of the castle,were the ruler was. Two large Xweetok guards stood with two large spears. "How did you get in here?" asked one,but Zori ignored him. She just slipped under the spears,sense she was small,and could fit under.
The ruler,a lazy red Xweetok with two black streaks under his eyes,sat lazily in his throne. As Zori approached him,he glanced at her,surprised. "C..can it be..?" He said,raising. "Can what be?" Zori asked,confused. "I just came here because I saw a picture on the side of your castle of a Xweetok with alot of the same markings that I have..so..you get the point." She explained. The ruler only said,"The recarnation of Zartha is alive..in my presents.." He just looked amazed. Zori cocked her head,thinking What the HECK is he talking about... The ruler realized she was confused. "Here,let me show you.
He got up,and started to walk towards a hallway to the right."My name is King Elrath." He explained. "My ancester was Zartha..she was goddess of Ice and Snow. Her mother,was an arctic fox. Her father,a white Xweetok." Zori blinked,as he explained. "Every ten thousand years,another lucky Xweetok will get her markings,and some of her power. And it looks like..that's you." He ended.
Zori looked down at her paws. "Wow,I never knew that...but if I have this power,what can I do?" She asked. King Elrath shook his head and chuckled slightly. "No,you can't like..shoot ice out your eyes,or your paws. There are so many neopets I've seen who could do that." He replied. Zori nodded,though she has never met any who could spit ice,or snow. "You're just really special to our kingdom,Zartha used to own this ancient ice castle..so if anything happens to you..this castle will melt. Meaning,killing all of us too." King Elrath warned.
Zori nodded,she was still confused. Turning around,she headed out of the castle. As she left the snowy tundra part of the forest,in the distance..she heard a small whimper. The Xweetok folded back her ears,cautious,she approached what was whimpering. It appeared,to be an injured Juma. She walked up to it. The Juma yelped in alarm,but then noticed Zori wasn't to much of a threat. The Juma has a cut on the side of it's arm,and couldn't walk very good. Zori offered for it to climb on her back,and it did. They soon became fast friends...
With the Juma on it's back,Zori saw a light. She ran through it,and was where she first started. The sign from where she entered,now was painted in gold and said,"Welcome,visiter." Raising an eyebrow,Zori walked away from that forest..hoping NEVER to return..
The Xweetok returned to where her village once standed,glanced at it's ruines,and walked away. Now to journey to other places,to make new friends,and possibly new enemies.So Long...