you came from a small clan of foxes. Cunning, deceptive and smart. You were just having your little coronation ceremony as new leader of the clan after your father stepped down when Shadow Master attacked. He was after the power source, an energy core, if you will, of your clan. You hadn’t had time to think as everyone started to disperse and flee from the village. But your older brothers were quicker and safely ushered the villagers away as they all fled together. You spared not a moment longer as you swiftly rushed back to your home, gather the energy cores, stuffing them in a little sling bag and rushed out. Your heart stopped, tears welling up your eyes. You watched, unmoving as your father became a victim of Shadow Master. You forced your tears back as you turn to leave. Somewhere in the forest, you regrouped with the others. Your brothers suggested to stick together but you denied and went on your own wondering the forest. As you wondered, you remembered something and climbed up the trees for better view. You jumped from tree to tree and jumped down in front of the entrance of the lion kingdom. You took a deep breath, flipping your hood on as you walked in. You couldn’t let anyone know you were a fox, the foxes and lions aren’t exactly on best terms. You wondered around a bit before bumping into someone Paddle Pop: ah, sorry about that, I should’ve looked where I was going said the lion prince with a smile, holding out his hand to help you up what’s your name?