Back story in progress
8 years ago
Well i woke up early and couldn't go back to sleep, and suddenly i got an idea for a back story for my characters.
so this is a quick rough draft of it. Let me know what you think. Also i know the spacing is weird on it since i did it in notepad. >.>
During the time of all creation, existed many realms, though none more prevalent then that of man and beast.
None dared to travel between realms, none that is except for one small boy, who braved the dangers of the
journey between the realm of man and beast. As the years past the boy spent more time in the realm of beast
interacting with the clans that resided there, for which each represented a different spirit animal, the highest
honor held only by the clan leader.
He traveled between clans ,making friends, creating bonds and becoming one
with the spirits. He made strong allies with many of the clan leaders. Ahearn
the horse lord, was the spirit of freedom. Bodolf the wolf leader, was the spirit of
intelligence. Arsalan the lion King, was the spirit of courage. Kuma the bear leader,
was the spirit of strength. Although he made friends with many these where the ones he looked up to the most
As the time passed he grew into a man, excepting of everyone and everything for who and what they stood for.
He learned many traits from all the clans spirits, many skills that made life easier. Though one day during his travels
between the realms a hateful human envious of his abilities struck him down.
One of the wolves awaited for his arrival on the other side but nothing. As time passed the wolf grew anxious and sought
after him, finding him clinging to life. The wolf lets out a loud howl warning others of the tragedy, as he carried him towards
the sacred altar, where all the clan leaders where chosen. Placing him on the alter, praying for a miracle as all the clans stood
around crying for their friend, for he had become more then a friend, he had become family, one of the clan members.
As they watched over him, while he took his last breathe and the ground soaked with tears the spirits answered their cries as he was
lifted into the air. Since he had become one with the clans the spirits granted him the life as one of them. giving him the ability to shift
from one form to the other, becoming the spirit of peace between the clans uniting them all together as one. With each form he took he
represented that spirit, though each form had a name for each clan, Draft the horse spirit. Bluemoon the wolf spirit. Jasiri the lion spirit.
so this is a quick rough draft of it. Let me know what you think. Also i know the spacing is weird on it since i did it in notepad. >.>
During the time of all creation, existed many realms, though none more prevalent then that of man and beast.
None dared to travel between realms, none that is except for one small boy, who braved the dangers of the
journey between the realm of man and beast. As the years past the boy spent more time in the realm of beast
interacting with the clans that resided there, for which each represented a different spirit animal, the highest
honor held only by the clan leader.
He traveled between clans ,making friends, creating bonds and becoming one
with the spirits. He made strong allies with many of the clan leaders. Ahearn
the horse lord, was the spirit of freedom. Bodolf the wolf leader, was the spirit of
intelligence. Arsalan the lion King, was the spirit of courage. Kuma the bear leader,
was the spirit of strength. Although he made friends with many these where the ones he looked up to the most
As the time passed he grew into a man, excepting of everyone and everything for who and what they stood for.
He learned many traits from all the clans spirits, many skills that made life easier. Though one day during his travels
between the realms a hateful human envious of his abilities struck him down.
One of the wolves awaited for his arrival on the other side but nothing. As time passed the wolf grew anxious and sought
after him, finding him clinging to life. The wolf lets out a loud howl warning others of the tragedy, as he carried him towards
the sacred altar, where all the clan leaders where chosen. Placing him on the alter, praying for a miracle as all the clans stood
around crying for their friend, for he had become more then a friend, he had become family, one of the clan members.
As they watched over him, while he took his last breathe and the ground soaked with tears the spirits answered their cries as he was
lifted into the air. Since he had become one with the clans the spirits granted him the life as one of them. giving him the ability to shift
from one form to the other, becoming the spirit of peace between the clans uniting them all together as one. With each form he took he
represented that spirit, though each form had a name for each clan, Draft the horse spirit. Bluemoon the wolf spirit. Jasiri the lion spirit.
Very nice that you are creating the story of your fursonas . I'm happy for you.unfortunately for my story seems to form in my mind at time of personal sadness or when I feel alone. I hope this is not true with you.
not the case with me, just popped in my head out of no where lol