Rotia's mother wasn't really an important part of the clan. She usually ran off with her mate, when the clan leader was dead asleep, and all the other Xweetoks in the colony. Little did Rotia's mother know, her mate was possessed by a demon. He never told her, and she was about to have a kit. Things soon turned horridly wrong.

Rotia, the kit, was more on her dad's side than her mothers...which ment she had a demon within her. A bad one. It wasn't long before the clan leaders figured out that an unimportant Xweetok had a kit, because Rotia was terrorizing the clan. She already injured atleast 2 members. The demon within the small kit was growing bigger and bigger every second. Not much could be done because the leaders of the clan had an important mission to accomplish. They would of stopped the kit but it didn't seem too bad. Only a few members who weren't really important got injured.

A few months passed and Rotia's demon seemed to calm down. She wasn't what she is now, she looked like a normal Xweetok, except was black and red. Red fur, and black body. She used to be a regular color, but the demon was slowly beginning to take over. Her mother was aloud to keep her, sense she was the one who calmed 'Rotia' down, so the clan granted her one wish and that was it.

Rotia's Father however,was no where to be seen. He had dissapeared quite a while ago, because he knew ahead what was going to happen. Her mother was all alone, with a demon child. She had a breif thought of what could possibly happen, if Rotia wasn't destroyed sooner or later.

It's been a few years, Rotia was about 16 now. Her demon could't wait any longer, it soon showed its true colors. In the middle of the night, Rotia's mother escaped just in time. The Xweetok had no control over herself, as she skimmered through the clan as a shadowy figure. That night alot of Xweetoks in the clan never woke up...many were just the warriors, but when Rotia killed the Alpha males mate, that was it.

The, now lone leader, awoke to find the gruesome aftermath of the demon's power. The rest of the clan, the survivors(about half of them) and the leader all made an agreement. This was the end, and Rotia had to be executed.

A small, glowing purple feather landed on Rotia, and disolved into her fur. Something magical would happen when she died, which wouldn't be long from now. An execution in this clan was short, and not painful. They just poisoned the prisonor. Which is what they did to Rotia, who was no more but another dead body. The spirit inside herself, the REAL Rotia, had been realeased. But she started to glow...and...a feather appeared infront of her!

Chapter 2
Revived

Rotia..." A voice in the sky murmured. Rotia looked around, but saw nothing. "You have been giving another chance..as long..as you accept who you will have to be." Rotia was confused and had no idea, for this was like her just being born, sense her earth self wasn't her. "We, the Xweetok Gods, understand it wasn't your doing to what you have done down below." Rotia was really confused now. "What do you mean...?

A clouded picture of what happened to the village below was in front of Rotia's face. "I did that?" The Gods corrected her. "No. It was the demon inside of you. So that's why we're giving you a second chance of life."

Rotia was confused. "But how? If I did that I deserve to be dead." She mumbled, she was a regular blue Xweetok when she died. "No, no no no. You did not do any of that. It was what possessed you. The demon." Rotia was STILL confused. "Ok...well what do you want me to do?" The Xweetok Gods returned the feather towards her. "I need you to be The Feather Spirit. You will not be exactly alive, but you will be visible and able to feel like a living being." Rotia nodded. "Will I look like this?" The Gods answered. "Oh no. You will be visible as your Feather Spirit self. Full of mystical powers of the unknown. You'll just have to venture out, and explore the earth, as yourself."

Everything became cloudy for a minute. Rotia was now back on earth. She walked up to the sobbing Leader. "..Did I do this?" The leader glanced up at her,startled, he asked,"Whoa...are you some kind of spirit??" She looked around."....Who did all this?" Ignoring his question. "Oh some mad Xweetok named Rotia...I'll never forgive myself for letting this happen..all of this." "But..I AM Rotia, I didn't do this, I was posessed by a demon." Before the Leader could reply, a light golden feather was floating infront of Rotia. Her sorrow for this clan created a feather, but what does it do? Rotia went out to touch it, and it popped into sparkles. Alot of them. The sparkles melted on the dead Xweetoks, including the Leaders mate, and they were all alive!

Everyone was speechless. Even Rotia. "Rotia..if that is really you..thank you. Thanks for everything." Rotia felt happier now, but still. What was that? How'd it happen, and what caused it to happen? So many questions were left unanswered.

Chapter 3
Mystic Feathers

Rotia figured out,she could create these feathers using energy from deep within herself. However,it seemed,after she got weakend. She made sure to use her ability carefully, and so no one could get a hold of one of the feathers.

A few years have passed sense she figured out her powers. Rotia has been her true self for about 4 years, however there were some hard parts figuring out about the feathers she controlled.

As seen earlier in Rotia's story, the revival feather was figured out. Now, she had two more Mystic Feathers to discover, which she found over time. The second Mystic Feather technique Rotia found was about a year after she figured out the Golden Feather.

Rotia was just fluttering above, when she heard a loud sob. It sounded like a female Draik. Rotia fluttered down to see what was the problem. She had a hankercheif, it was damp because it appeared the draik was crying. Rotia walked up to her, the draik was too upset to answer. After a minute she noticed Rotia. "Oh I..I'm sorry...was I in your way?" Rotia shook her head, the draik, who appeared to be named Aleen, noticed something. "You...you're the feather spirit...arn't you? Or am I going crazy?" Rotia smiled slightly,alot of people have been noticing her latly. "Yes, I'm the one and only Feather Spirit." Aleen seemed a tad happier. "I heard about what happened to that Xweetok clan, how one of your Mystical Feather healed the whole group...Well...do you have any more Mystic Feathers?" Rotia thought "Not that I know of." Suddenly, a saphire feather appeared, and it seemed to heal the draik's saddness, enough where she could actually go on and do things without feeling depressed about it. That was Rotia's second feather, how many more?

Rotia soon found her last Mystic Feather technique. About 3 years after her meeting with Aleen,the draik. This time it was with a male Zafara. He seemed to be holding a broken heart shaped necklace, Rotia had a small idea what happend but she floated down to see. "Hey is everything alright?" She asked. The Zafara jumped, and replied, "Yea, and why is it your buisness to know?..." Then he paused. "Oh my I'm so sorry Feather spirit...please forgive my rudness." Rotia nodded, "Don't worry. You seem upset,what happened?"

The Zafara clutched his necklace. "Oh...just..." Rotia added, "You don't need to tell me if you don't want too, I'm just here to help." The Zafara introduced himself. "I'm Baysh...and the reason I'm like this, is my mate just left me for someone else." Rotia walked up to him, and a ruby red feather appeared infront of her. It fell on the Zafara, and he soon was in a different mood. "Wh-Huh? I feel...I feel better about what happened..you cured my broke heart,thank you Feather Spirit." Baysh dropped his charm, and hopped off.

Chapter 4
Deadly Feathers

Where it turns out everyone loves Rotia, there are some who hate her. Some who want her gone. Some who want her dead,for life. Some who just want to torture her, until it looks like bloody murder, or so they wished.

Lurking deep within his den, a dark blue Xweetok layed. He was angry, for Rotia has been cleaning up his messes he's left behind. (All the sadness, and misfortune) "One day 'Feather Spirit' you will be gone. I'll make sure of it..."

Raioh, the dark navy Xweetok with scars all over him, desided it was time. Time to get rid of Rotia. It didn't take him very long to find Rotia, of course, helping others. "So.." Rotia glanced over at the rather creepy Xweetok. "..Yes?" She asked nicely,getting a bad vibe from this particular face.

So...you're the Feather sprit,aye? Remember..back when..you died?" Rotia flinched back. She wanted to forget that, but a little chunk stayed in her head. "Yes. It's me. Your.Demon." "H-how did you return? How is that possible even?" Raioh took a step closer. "Ha. Foolish little girl, demoms don't die that easily. But you, you will." Rotia stepped back. She didn't know what to do, it was like death starring her right in the face.

What do you want?" Rotia glared at him, redeeming her courage. "I want you gone you stupid twit. Stop helping all these people." His insults were weak, but he wasn't playing around. "I'll do what I want, you 'stupid twit'" Rotia growled in his face. "You should leave us all alone." Raioh chuckled. "I can easily destroy this whole place if I wanted too. You, you can just make feathers. Light...little..helpless feather." Rotia glared at her. She was furious, feathers weren't as weak as he's thinking. All of the sudden, a purple razor sharp feather appeared in rotia's paws.

She instantly threw it at him. It sliced the side of his arm. "Ha..that...that the best...you got?" Everyone could tell he was in pain. Then, out of nowhere,he dissapeared...snd ended up behind Rotia, slashed her feathered wings appart so she couldn't flutter anymore. Baysh, the Zafara, hopped over and jammed him right in the back.

Raioh grabbed Aleen by his neck and threw him acrossed the ground, he ended up passing out. Rotia soon stood up, and shot 4 Feather Spears at him, weakened though. The demon underestimated the power and dissapeared, leaving a floating black feather in his place. It dissapeared into Rotia, and she fell to the ground.

Chapter 5
The Silent Fall

Rotia..you've done well..and we've rid your demon forever." The voices were back. "Who's there? Is it you guys again?" Rotia asked. "The Xweetok Gods?" "Yes." They replied. "Sorry we didn't destroy it for good, we thought the demon wouldn't find you." Rotia forgave them, as always. "We've healed you..and you're presence is back on earth now." The picture faded.

She now held the Demon Feather. She had to keep it safe,and make sure NO ONE gets a hold of it. They say,demon feathers are really evil and take over any soul.

Rotia awoke. Her wings were cured,and all the blood was gone. Baysh was ok again, and everything was back to normal. All the demons were gone, all the misguided spirits. Ever sense that demon had dissapeared, Rotia hadn't needed to help anyone much anymore.

Everything was good again.