Sorry, this part's being redone. :3

The faint drip drip from water droplets leaking in from the cracks left in the ceiling could be heard amongst the quiet sobs and sniffles. Iron bars glinted with a rusted light, making the metal look instead like a bloody blade worn through battle. Though the metal was old, they still held strong in front of their prisoner. Glazed orange eyes peered out into the darkness of the damp and drafty dungeons, eyes that were framed by a navy blue mane and pale, almost white, blue-ish skin. Another sniffle was heard as the eyes gazed tearfully and balefully out beyond the bars. The petite creature shifted uncomfortably on the cold stone ground, her pale arms wrapped around her knees, trying to preserve what little warmth she could manage.

How could this happen? She thought as she gave another silent sob, her shoulders hunched and shaking from her sorrow. How could this happen to me? She begged for the answer inside her mind.

Nobody answered her. Only the bleak silence.

Zyiez always knew she was different. After all, THEY always said so. Everyday she was reminded painfully how different she was from the rest of her clan. She had pale skin which was deeply contrasted by her dark mane. Far far paler than the sooty shades of the clan and their grey manes. Her eyes were a sparkling amberlike gold while the rest of the clan had forest green eyes or brown woodlike eyes. To top it all off, she had markings adorning her arms, head, body, and tail whereas her clan members had none.

Everyday she was constantly reminded by the children from the clan. Everyday she was riddled with bruises because of her difference. Everyday she had to bare with the teasing and cruel insults directed her way. Everyday she returned to her tinier than usual cave, alone and weary.

Zyiez knew she was different. If the obvious differences didn't give that away, then her heritage was a dead giveaway. She knew that she had been found, orphaned, outside the territory by the clan head, that she had been treated like his own, that she was only accepted by the others only because of the kind Krawk. But after his death, she became lower than the low; looked down upon and slandered. The others believed that she would bring misfortune upon the clan, that she was a 'witch' in disguise. They detested her, especially the elders, and wanted to see her gone. Dead.

But they wouldn't, no COULDN'T get rid of her. For it was the deceased clan head's last wish that she'd stay and be allowed the normal comforts of any other Krawk that was a part of the clan.

Too bad the rest conveniently 'forgot' his second dying wish.

She sighed as the last rays of the sun faded beyond the horizon. Another day of torture within her own prison. The only reason why she hadn't left yet was that she had loved the dead Krawk and wished to prove to his deceased soul that she COULD be a part of the clan.

Also, she was a stubborn little thing and didn't want to give the joy and satisfaction to her own persecutors by leaving voluntarily. But she would never admit that, so that thought was buried deep within the confines of her consciousness.

Besides, she thought as she organized the leaves and pinestraw into a suitable 'nest'. I'm too young to survive out there...I wouldn't know what to do.

She sighed again as she laid down, wincing slightly as she put pressure on new bruises that adorned her arms. The clan's group of boys hadn't shown any mercy when they threw things at her. Not that rocks thrown at you could ever be 'gentle'. She grimaced before settling down comfortably, or as comfortably as she could get.

Yes, it was another new day within her prison. Zyiez slowly closed her eyes as the sun's rays fully disappeared, plunging the valley in which the clan stayed into utter darkness save for the light emitted from the stars and the moon.

Another day...I wonder if tomorrow would still be the same? She thought as her mind drifted peacefully into the land of dreams.

This chapter was baaaddd...redoing. :D

The little barlow pup ran through the streets, barking wildly, making his poor, lovely owner run after him, his endurance but a fraction of the little pups. Asher shed his furry-collared jacket, wearing a vest underneath, but even with only that he was sweating under the sun. The sun wasn't that kind all the time, it seemed. His tail lashed behind him as he gave up and walked, trying to find his petpet amongst the busy crowd in the leopian bazaar.

Zyiez wiped her brow, freeing her forehead from the flecks of sweat that had been adorning it. It was unnaturally hot, she noticed, and there didn't seem to be any clouds that would allow her reprieve from the cruel rays. She turned slightly, watching somebody chase after their petpet through the bazaar before obviously giving up. She shrugged slightly, watching the escaping puppy run off before turning her head back into the sky. She reached up with her odd paint brush and began threading it through the air, creating wisps of clouds that began to dance into the high sea above her.

He sat down on a nearby bench, watching his little petpet run farther and farther away. Oh, well. No matter. He'll come back, eventually. "I hope," he muttered to himself, rubbing his forehead of the sweat and curling his dark tail to himself. It's a bad day to be a black draik, he figured. Even a Grand Knight couldn't do anything against the elements. A drift of wind wandered towards him, though, giving him a nice break from the heat--apparently it came from someone a distance away from him, and when he turned his eyes, he saw a girl, probably a bit shorter than him, waving a brush around.

A shiver rippled through her spine as Zyiez continued to 'paint' in thin air. A peek from the corner of her eye confirmed her suspicion. She was being watched, maybe not intently, but still rather uncomfortably, by the same figure that had been chasing that little petpet. She sighed as she looked back up into the sky again. The temperature had noticeably dropped by a few degrees and she nodded satisfactorily to herself. Her hand stilled as she tucked her brush into her pocket and closed her eyes, simply relishing the small breeze that was now present.

Basic

Blue
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Green
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Red
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Yellow
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Painted

Brown
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Orange
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Pink
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Shadow
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White
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Customs
Do NOT claim any of these customs as your own unless if you are the actual owner!

Ryozine - for Kale
Taken

Lebuki - for Pyro
Taken

Clones of me

Regular