The forest

Andy and Joanna

The wind blew silently on the trees as tiny drops of water fell from the sky. All around the forest, the animals ran for shelter, under the protection of the great trees. The trees were their protector. The sky turned was a grayish blue, and the water drops dripped off the leaves. Everything thing in the forest was alive. The sounds of the forests echoed as the animals' chattered amongst themselves. Everyone had a family, hiding from the rain, except for Kagome.

Kagome was the protector of the forest, and the high priestess at a near by village. She wore dark blue, garments and carried around a carved bow, with symbols that were written in an ancient language. She had dark black hair that reached the middle of her back. She had dark gray eyes, and her skin kept pale in the blazing sun. Everything about Kagome was high and spiritual. She along kept the peace in the forest, and kept it growing and strong. All of the villagers loved her and she loved them in return. She kept the sick cared for the poor well fed. She lived in the forest, but no one knew her whereabouts. She was a mystery and like a ghost, disappeared at tong times. She kept to herself, and never took the villagers offers for dinner. She would always bow her head and repeat the words she said to everyone "keep your head up". Everyone thought it was odd for Kagome to say it, even if they weren't in danger or depressed in the sort, how could they when they had her. But everyday, she would repeat the same words and return to the forest, disappearing with her blue sash swaying as she walked slowly into the forest.

Kagome signed as she walked silently and cautiously into he forest. They whispered about her great deeds, but she shrugged them off. She only wanted to help, not be their goddess. The local villagers were beginning to become persistent with her whereabouts and pressured her to come to dinner, but she couldn't, not when she turned after the light of the moon came up.
Walking along the shadows of the trees, she paused, then took a long breath before slowly stepping into the moons light. She felt herself tingle as her long hair grew even longer and two small triangle ears pooped on her head and her gray eyes turned a dark purple. She twirled around to get use to the alternatives and waited for her sense of smell and vision. Twirling herself around, she plopped herself on the ground, with a graceful thud as she stared into he moon.
The changes of her body started not long after her fifteenth birthday. Today was her sixteenth birthday, and she remembered how she had found out about her changes.

She had been running from some suitors at night, when she felt a strange tingle. She stopped in the moonlight, and all of a sudden, she began to change. When the suitors finally caught up, they gasped in surprise and started yelling at her, throwing rocks and sticks until she ran into the forest. Feeling ugly and ashamed of herself, she ran as fast as she could and never came back, ashamed that she had changed into the most hated thing on earth. Hanyou. Her mother had already told he that she was a hanyou, but she told herself every single day of her life that she wasn't, because she didn't look like it and didn't have the strengths or powers of the demon. Her mother smiled sadly at her and cried. At such a little age Kagome asked why she was crying and she responded quietly, "You'll never love anyone, until you lover yourself", her mother whispered. At her deathbed, she had said the same thing, making Kagome mad with rage and sadness, keeping herself from anyone who tried to love her. Even the elders that tried to put a house under her head pushed them away and ran. She didn't like to stay in one place, and she couldn't, no never wanted for someone to love her. Her love for herself was enough for her.

Oddly enough, she felt herself cry, as little tears escaped and glided off her cheek to hit the soil of the forest floor. What was more fun then to cry on her birthday she thought to herself? Looking up at the trees that almost covered the clouds and the moon, she glanced up to find a boy with white long hair and amber eyes stare quietly at her from the lowest branch of the highest tree.
He looked at her, as if he had been caught and turned his smile into an arrogant smirk, "Do bitch's like to cry up at the moon", he mumbled out.