I remember the fox...

The day is so vivid in my mind its hard for me to believe its been five years. Just after my thirteenth birthday, father gave me the most beautiful blood red cloak. wile unwrapping the present he told me that was now a women. And because I was his first born he would start looking for a husband for me. So that when the day came that he passed away, he would have someone to lead the clan. This was only natural but i felt scared. scared that i might not love my husband and also that i wont make as good of a mother as mine did. When she was till alive that is. I needed someone to give me advice and to confert me. My family is strong and proud, but comfort lacks and softness is not allowed. Because it shows weakness. (My mother was an exception to this, because she was not a Hyuga. Father tells me stories about how the beautiful maiden was kidnapped from her home, and he just happened to be there to save her. soon after they fell in love.) I inherited my mothers soft ways along with her midnight blue hair and pail skin. the only thing about me that I received from my father are the Hyuga eyes. Pail and big like that of a full moon.

The only person that would supply me with such comfort would be Kurenai. She was an old friend of my mothers and I have many memories with her as a child promising me that she would always be there for me. But Kurenai lived on the other side of the forest, witch i was always told never to go alone. Demons and witches are said to wonder in search of pray. Many have gone missing in the woods and others have came out with great tails of Giant snakes and frogs that tried to kill them.

I'm not shur what i was thinking. Maybe i wanted to prove myself to my family, they always thought i was weak. Or maybe i wanted to prove to myself that i can be strong. i Wrapped myself in my new cloak and even went as far as to take my fathers knife he normally kept in his pocket when he travailed. Leaving at sunset alone, not even bothering to tell anyone, so no one will stop me.

About three miles away from home i realized what a mistake i had made.

doing my best to be quiet. breathing slowly and even holding my breath when i felt like i was to loud. but my silence only served me one purpose.

It made it easier to hear the rustling sounds following me.

the moment i heard something step out on to graveled path, fear finally over took me and I ran. Panic making my feet tremble but run faster. Tears streamed down my face blurring my vision, and hard sobs hurt my thorough but i didn't stop running. Somewhere along the line i made a turn off of the path, hitting my shoulders agents trees is my panicky escape until i fell into the ice cold water if a quiet stream. Blood pored from my now busted lip and scraped knees. i felt dizzy and my hands and feet were numb from hyperventilating. A splash in the water in front of me made me try to lift myself up but instead fell backwards landing on my backside facing a beast.

A giant fox stood before me. his eyes a fierce red and the growl escaping his mouth seemed to shake the ground beneath my feet. He was the size of a horse and had many tails, With claws and teeth so sharp they put the knife I took from my father to shame. In one final attempt to run i turned around, but i froze.

Behind me was an even more hideous beast. He stood on two legs like a man but was hunched over and covered in muddy brown fir. The demon stood there staring at me, four eyes shined black with blood lust and foam dripped from his teeth, witch extended outwards from his mouth in every ugly direction. Snarling he took a step forward.

Suddenly the fox stepped over me, almost as if he was hiding me under his strong body. A loud growl aimed at the ugly demon, challenged him. Huddled down into the fetal position underneath the fox I prayed for my safety. I felt the fox leave from above me. Keeping my eyes shut tight i tried to block the noise out.

Sounds of demonic growls, ripping flesh, and splashing water or probably blood didn't stop for what seemed like hours. But when it did, i was to scared to look up from my hands. I sat there, shaking for a long time. just waiting for one of them to take my life.

A pitiful whimper breaking the silence caught my attention. Looking up the first thing I saw was the fox, about a yard away sitting majestically on a rock. his coat was stained with blood but he didn't seem injured. He was a truly beautiful creature, standing tall and proud. Watching me closely.

I stood up, keeping my eyes on him. although I wasn't scared under his gaze i still kept my guard up. "T-Thank you" I was so quiet i wondered if he heard, but he responded with a nod and diapered into the lush green forest behind him. Standing there, I wasn't sure where I was but after just a moment of panic, the white tip of one of the foxes tails stuck out from behind the tree, not knowing what to do next i flowed him into the forest. I never saw his full form, but i kept following the flicks of whit fir that would appear yards in front of me. Before I knew it I was on the path. The fox never left my side. He watched me as i made the long trip home. protecting me.

I still felt his gaze on me when i walked out of the woods and into a hoard of my family, surrounding me, both lecturing me and making sure i wasn't injured at the same time. I cried when my father hugged me tight and i continued to sniffle as my wounds were being cleaned by the family doctors.

My father made me promise never to run away into the forest and i agreed but in truth, I don't think any harm will come to me if i leave. To this verry day i feel his protective gaze on me. And i cant help but smile when i spot flicks of white fir out of the corner of my eye.

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