I don't like the isida....i isn't right. the feel of it is not right, the look is okay but not awesome.

Im sorry if its too long!!!!!!!!!! i got to into it I was running in the small alleyways from some guy who I had stolen from (I quite good at it). I took some beans and he wanted them back, well, do any of you guys know the story of the magic beans? I do and i was planing on planting those beans and hiding away from this life. Anyway, I make a few tricky turns that I knew the fat guy couldn't do. I ran around the corner and into my secret hole. I could hear him huffing and puffing (Get it? Like the 3 little pigs?) . I heard him walk right over my hole. He was yelling 'Boy! Give me those beans back or I'll. . .I'll. . .I'll sent you to jail for thievery and murder!' and I thought fine you can have your beans back! and I put them in my pea shooter and well, I guess you can figure out what happened next, right? Well if you don't know I'll tell you. Okay so, you remember that I put the beans in the pea shooter and that the store keeper was walking over my hole right? So, I put the beans in one at a time and spit them at him (You guys are luck that I did this a lot). HE turned around as the last bean was shot and it hit him square in the forehead, just like Goliath from the bible, he fell. And you know the 'bigger they are the harder they fall' right? As he was falling I shot out of my secret hole, still falling, I burst past him, he fell, I jumped, he yelled as the air left his lungs, I skipped, around him. And you know what? He made a mini earthquake. The pebbles jumped and landed as I turned the corner. I got a small glimpse at him, he was out cold. I raced away. I got home. I was yelled at, beaten, kicked, smacked, and worst of all my little brother had to watch me get beaten. I saw his face in glimpses between my father punches. It was the most horrible thing I had ever seen. He was crying and he tried to help but I told him not to because we both knew who would die. But he loved e too must to just stand there. He ran full speed screaming the most fiercest battle cry (or a cry a child about 5 yrs could scream) and he launched him self at dad, they fell, the beating stopped for a moment, then the sound I would never forget was that poor cry of death form my little bro. My heart broke full of pain, illness, and love of my brother. He was only 5, and that's when the animal came. I could see clearer but i couldn't thing as all my anger, fear, and hatred turned me into a monster. And that the sound I WILL NEVER forget. My battle cry of rage and the look on my face (and the animal) was enough for my dad to realize what he did. But it was too late, my brother was dead, and I was going to kill him for it. I lunged and beat him, I kicked and kicked and punched the way he did to me countless times. My punches rained down on him, he tried to defend himself but was too shocked of my rage and that I, me, summoned a spirit animal after I had taken the nectar 3 years ago. The animal finally stopped me, but it was too late, I had killed him. I wept for my brother, and just then I had a thought: Why had the animal come now? My mother left and both the people I had lived with since then were dead. Why now? Is it my brother? The animal was a fox, its coat was darker than any foxes coat should be. His back ears, tail, nose, and legs were black as night, as black as oil, it was jet black. His name I noticed then was Midnight. Midnight and I came to an understanding and in a flash he was on the back of my neck. I packed everything I needed and left the house nevery to return...never. I snuk though the allies and back roads in a walled city of Erua. I snuk out a left that city. It was filled with hopelessness for me. I left in the dead night, nothing stirred...nothing. It was surprisingly quite and still. I reached the wall and climbed over without hesitating. I ran on and on and on.

awesome cant wait... i forgot what the clans where called :unsure: anybody tell me when anybody gets the chance?