RadicalLights

RadicalLights, or Lights for short, had since he was a young babe wondered about his heritage and his background, his father had explained their side of the family tree with much detail but his knowledge of Hollys side had always been....lacking, to say the least.

His mother was known to have some memory problems when it came to how she found herself in their light lair, she wouldn't admit that to anyone though, even though everyone knew.

Some called him childish and a fool when he set foot into the tangled woods, not even some of the most experienced trackers dare to set foot there, the legends about trackers going in and never coming back are in the thousands, only the dragons that are native to the tangled woods can navigate in there, this, however, did not stop Lights.

Lights was not really trained to be a tracker, nor someone who would even venture out of their clans safe lairs, so if someone would wonder why Lights even choose to travel through the tangled forest to the water clan and not just take the shortest path, it would be because Lights was not so very good at navigating, or reading maps.

After a day in the tangled woods he came to realise that the inevitable had happened, and that he was infact, lost. This discouraged him greatly and left him sitting in an open meadow, sniffling for himself. Suddenly Lights catches something in the corner of his eye, he whipps his head around to see another flash off.... pink?

Lights eyes were still wet with tears, so when the pinkish figure jumped out of the bushes towards him he screamed the manliest scream he could muster as he thought he was getting devoured. However, his high pitched shriek didn't have the desired effect that Lights was hoping for, instead the pink figure started laughing, he laughed so hard that he then fell to the ground, wheezing. From behind him the confused Lights could make out another figure, a yellow one. He quickly cleared his vision and could now recognize the wheezing bogsneak on the ground, when he adverted his vision to the yellow figure he realised that that the figure was not another monster, but a very kind, motherly looking snapper.