Author's Note

The new intro I hope you folks enjoy how I changed it thank you all for the wait.

Introduction

How did my journey start, you ask? It could be fate, some evil mind, or from what I have been told by zebras my journey foretold by the stars. I will be honest I don’t know when my journey fully started. All I know is it has something to do with my mother. I was too young to remember my father though told me everything.

It all started in a random cave or at least to us my kind it's a random cave in the land known as Shattered hoof.

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Keiloria

I have had it with the elders of this pack. They refuse to know the truth and all I can do is talk to the one in the darkness who keeps telling me he found it. I don’t know why he has been talking to me but he has.

“Keilora, what are you doing?”

I pause a second, closing my eyes tightly to relax. My old mate and my husband betrayed me because I asked if we could go find the item which created us so long ago. I don’t even look at him while I gather my armor and weapon.

“I am doing what must be done. If I stay here our daughter will be used against me by the elders. They already turned you against me just because I question our god. When I know full the truth since he told me.”

I finally turn to stare at my mate. He is holding our little pup in one paw. She is so small she is a runt to our kind. I know I won’t see her again when I go on this journey. I try my best to remove the stress from my heart blowing hot air out of my lungs.

“Keiloria, they would never use our daughter to make a point. You need to stop believing every single thing that pony told you. All this stupidity he has been telling you about the return of some monster in the darkness.”

I groan, stroking my head. It’s not stupid or dumb I have seen this monster he is talking about. I have heard old stories from zebras who came through here. I stare into the darkness and I see the red eyes again.

“Keiloria, what about our daughter? She needs her mother. We haven’t even given her a name yet.”

I sigh, stroking my head.

“I have a name for her. Please raise her with love and respect, don't let those who lead this pack use her as a puppet or destroy her life because of me.”

My mate comes over to me, setting the little one on our rock bed. He holds my paws in his. Looking into my eyes I feel the love between us has faded over the years. I am outspoken; it's something the pack refuses to agree with.

“What is her name Keiloria? What shall we call our daughter you’re just about to abandon because some pony in a wheelchair has asked you to start a plan for him. A plan we know nothing about and all he has said will bring the world back to normal.”

Am I abandoning my daughter for something which could be too good to be true? Maybe it is too good to be true. Maybe I will be used to bringing some end to the world for all I know. The monster of the past I have been seeing. I don’t know why I see him but others don’t. I groan why must I do this to myself?''

“Tiria. Is her name. Raise her and tell her the truth about me. Let her learn the rest herself.”

I look down at the one-year-old pup. I stroke her head gently.

“Goodbye my Gordost' i radost'”

I grab my bag and gear heading out of the pack. Looked back at the elders who stare at me with their I am above you looks. I sigh heading out of the old cavern standing outside the gate is a pony in a wheelchair and floating beside him is a robot. I haven’t seen this robot before.

“I am ready.”

The pony chuckles.

“Come with me then let's take a journey.”

I turn to look back at my home I am about to leave. I close my eyes sighing deeply I wish she will know who I am and not suffer from what I am doing. I turn back to see the pony in the wheelchair. I have a question about what must be done and all I can do is wonder.

"My question pony before we leave what are you after?"

The pony in the chair laughs.

"Simple Project Storm Watch. But for you my dear what your species has been searching for. I know its location so if you wish to question this some more, please. I have all the time in the world."

I let out a very weak sigh. I am unsure what I am about to do but I do it for our future.

"Then lead the way pony and may I ask what is your name?"

The pony in the wheelchair turns laughing.

"Wheel Tread my dear."

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Tiria

“That is part of my story, part of my journey. I can’t tell you what I know but I can tell you this. This journey has led me to so many ways of pain and sorrow.”

I lay my head back on the pillow groaning gently looking up to the sky with the sun beating down on me. I glance at the friends I made over the eight to nine months I have been out here in this broken healing world.

“I have time I feel before my time fully is up to explain my life to all of you… When you hear it please my friends don’t think of me as a monster or a fool. I am just a creature of habit who follows a set path.”

I close my eyes looking back.

“It all started in a simple mountainous area known as Shattered hoof.”

Footnote”

Tiria Shiverwolf

Special:

Strength: Nine

Perception: three

Endurance: seven

Charisma: Four

Intelligence: Three

Agility: four

Luck: two

Virtue: Simple-minded {Refuses to see the big picture including when a gun is poking in her head. She will still refuse to see the big picture and follow her path.