Riko

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The north-west region of the Remnants is dangerous. Riko had been warned of this by her parents ever since she was a young kit, tales of darkness and sorrow sung to her as the sun raised from its grave and she was taken by sleep. Their words are forever etched within her mind- Take heed all ye who wander this land, for the further north, the Ashen take a stand.

Yet the older Riko grew, the more curious she would become. She was not a charismatic kit in the slightest. While most of the other young kitsunes had formed groups by the time they had started school at The Great Temple, Riko much preferred spending her time alone, singing to the birds and practicing small feats of magic that none really would understand.

Despite the fact that kitsunes are social creatures and generally do not seek to harm others of their species, this did not stop some of the younger kits from spitting cruel words at her for her odd ways, laughing at her stammers and awkward mannerisms. There were many nights she spent curled between her mothers side, crying into her fur as her gentle claws pet the back of her neck. She came to resent her home, longing for the day she would grow old enough to go off on her own.

The very day she finished her schooling, Riko had approached her parents and told them of her wish to leave Glenreal. They practically begged her to stay, but Riko had already made up her mind. After a tearful goodbye, she packed her belongings and began to move North. She was not sure where she was going, but she knew that she would be happier wherever she would end up.

The further North she went, the more chaotic it became. While most would have likely found the beasts and terrain scary, Riko found herself developing a fascination with the oddities of the land. She would attempt to befriend the creatures she came across, and in some instances even succeeded, like the instance of her giant Wraith Hound, which is much larger than its brethren within the Flights, constantly needing to feed to keep it satiated.

Eventually, she would come upon a forest clearing. For reasons unbeknownst, it was much calmer than the woods around it, which were constantly wrought with prowling beasts and shifting lands. There was a stream of fresh water and a waterfall, and the grass was a soft lush green that was perfect to sleep upon. Despite the fact that the forest around it could change from night to day, the clearing would always stay dark, the only light coming from the small wisps that called it their home and the lantern that Riko had brought with her. Riko would come to call this her home, a haven within the chaos.

Riko has spent a long time on her own. Not many kitsunes dare venture this far out into the Remnant, and as such, she does not see others very often. She doesn't mind this, though it has proven an issue for the few times she has come across another kitsune, as she does not entirely remember how to handle being social. Despite her love for her life of solitary, she does find herself often longing for the friend she never got to have. Perhaps one of you could fill this void?

(lore by PlanetMarz)