My past is misty and hard to remember, i was left in the forest when i was young, i think i was five. For most of my life i lived in the forest, work and hunting, getting past the harsh winter, each season past, and i grew older, getting use to being by my self, my parents left me there to die, but i didn't. I remember a face, a loving motherly face, then it turn to stone, angry and mad, who am I? I don't know, i lived in the forest, with a horse that is older then me, riding through, and trying to live, and not let the earth swallow me. The first day i meet one of my kind why i was out hunting, it was the Months of Falling Leafs, when i heard a bang, and saw the buck i was stalking fall over, dead. What came out of the bushes shocked me,a Human, about 18 or so with blonde hair came out with a thing, something like a magic wand. He left then came back later with a thing, like a metal four wheel cart with out horses pulling it. He threw the buck into the back of the thing and drove off, i watch with a odd feeling, when my horse, Zelda came over and nudge my back, i sigh "come on boy, we better check the traps"
what do yall think? i got bored
