Arianna 2
#2 of Arianna
Here is part 2 of the story. Having thought a little bit of where I would like this story to go I've decided to write something of a flashback to Anna's past. So that's it... hope you enjoy it, and I hope I do ok in this considering this is only the second time I've actually written anything.
7 years prior to current events...
The trade caravan consisted of 5 wagons and 14 people. The lead wagon was owned by who the 12 year old Arianna had come to call 'Uncle Michael', and his teenage son Roger. And not including old man Hroki in the middle of the caravan they were the only humans. Due to Arianna's father's partial leadership in the caravan they traveled right behind Michael and Roger, Arianna's father, Severio, was A tall, dark haired, red fox with unusually icy blue eyes. Her mother, Cecilia, was rather small for a vixen with white fur, hazel eyes and soft fur. Her older brother, Martin, was a bit of a mystery to her, his black hair and hazel eyes hid his true nature, He was a cruel, sadistic fox her loved to torture living things. She had always feared him in a way. Next in the caravan was old man Hroki. Nobody knew anything about him, though he was very fond of Roger and Arianna. Arianna remembers waking up to find one more wagon in the caravan, Hroki's wagon. The only one's who knew him personally was Michael, who allowed him to join the caravan.
The next along the caravan was a family of wolves that Arianna didn't know much about, but she knew Martin was keen on their daughter, Margerat. and at the back of the caravan, was an old fox with his three daughters. The youngest, named Mary, who was about 14, was also a friend of Arianna's.
In these times the land was ripped from a war that would only for the next two years. All the caravans prefered nuetrality, but Arianna had heard stories of some caravans that had gotten caught in skirmishes. The war, or as it was called, The War of Niro, was a religious disagreement between two nations. The nation of Hern insisted that the great god Niro was a fake god and should be discarded. But the nation of Morgun stould firm against their words, eventually leading to war. But in the end the nation of Hern yielded and retreated back to their homeland, leaving the proud nation Morgun. But this will only happen two years from now, much to Arianna's misfortune.
Passing through the Meadows of Morgun, the day was peaceful. Arianna sat in the wagon and played the lute like she did everyday, with her mother watching her joyfully. Martin staying behind to chat with Margerat, and their father at the reins. This day might have gone without any disturbance if they weren't walking straight into a skirmish between the Morguns and Herns.
Chaos raged around Arianna as she ran for the nearest wagon, skipping over the lifeless body of Hroki she made her way to her families wagon. But she was quickly pulled aside by a man, looking up to see the panicked face of Michael. "Follow Roger!" Was all he said before he collapsed. being grabbed by Roger, she had no choice, and ran. She ran, never losing sight of Roger, the picture of her dead family still burned into her mind, her family lying there completely lifeless. They came out of nowhere, the soldiers. Two of the wagons were still unharmed, the rest, were not so lucky, her families' least so. Roger and Arianna ran through the meadows until they eventually reached the forest, and still ran, until they couldn't hear the screaming anymore. It was only then that it hit her, everyone was dead.
Present...
The morning was nicer in the Imperial city. As she slowly opened her eyes, Arianna smiled. Things were looking up for her, with her new family and home. Last night was when she really knew the one thing she had always wondered about Argos, he was nothing but a big softy with a hard shell, she giggled to herself. Sahriah, A fennec she met last night, explained it all to her. Argos was known to be protective over all 'lost children' as she called them. As one of the 5 war generals he was granted an entire district to himself, which he quickly transformed into a district for lost children, whether they were human or not. It became a permanent home to anyone who needed it. Arianna shared a 76 room building with others. She had already met a few of her closest neighbors, Sahriah, she was tall for a fennec, but one of the most intelligent and well informed of the lot. Then there was Bruno, A wolf the size of a bear, with the blackest eyes Arianna has ever seen. and last but not least, Nim, a small Human girl with short golden hair, emerald green eyes and the most easy going personality Arianna had ever seen. To her... life could only get better.
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This one was done a little qick but the end result is the same. This was a short chapter I know but there are still plot holes that need filling... the flashback isn't finished but I'll probably only get to the second part of it in chapter 4. for now... sleep tight.