My name is Myra; I was rescued years ago by my mentor, who saved me from the depths of the forest at the bottom of the hill, where I was struggling and in pain the most. That's right, I was injured at the time, but I was able to wake up for only a brief moment, only to see my furture mentor to be, a womanly and elegant figure whose name is Feia Maurivisel, she has a pretty fiery red hair and has dark red eyes which looks pretty and beautiful yet... Terrifying at the same time whenever I made trouble.

"Where the heck did that kid run off to?! We're going to be arriving late if we get anymore late!!! MYRA!"

That time was way back years before I turned 13-years-old. My mentor treated me well and took me in at the time, she's really kind enough to have raised me even though I have no memories of my past. Although she is 'that' kind... I think showing up right now is a doom side strict unkind part of master Feia that I'll face.

And I think she'll be chewed even more if she hesitates for another 30 minutes. 

Myra stares down from up a tree with her other hand holding a rabbit and a dead wolf right on her shoulder. She's dressed modestly just like how Feia dresses as she looks for Myra with a frustrated expression in front of their cabin house.

She gulped and sweated as she remembered a past where she got punished by Feia the worst.

Boohoo... I just wanted to hunt for the first time like she did...

As Myra made a downcast fae, Feia stopped still for a minute and looked up behind her with a menacing aura, sensing Myra's stare who's facing down. A chill ran down Myra's spine and quickly looked at Feia's direction, making them meet each other's eye contact.

Yep, I'm finished.

"Come down here in seconds, you LITTLE MONKEY." - said Feia with her grinned expression along with a sweet voice that gives off a mix creepy vibe.

Myra jumpred down on the thick branches that were enough to hold her weight and managed to land safely to the ground and faced Feia with sweats on her fae and terrified expression of what may Feia would do.

"Where did you go?"

"I- I tried to hunt..."

Wait a minute! Maybe if I show the wolf I hunted, she'll let it go? Hehe, you're a real genius Myra.

Myra clears her throat, and made a proud composure with a little sweat strimmind down her face and proudly showed the wolf with an odd wolf fur color instead of the rabbit. Which... Made Feia widen her eye for second and became even more mad.

"DO YOU KNOW HOW DANGEROUS THIS WOLF IS??!! THIS WOLF IS POISONOUS AND MORE VISCIOUS THAN THE REGULAR ONES!"

"W-what?! But maybe it's edible..."

"IN YOUR DREAMS! THAT'S A TABOO!!"

Eh? Is it? I quickly let go of theh wolf and showed the rabbit instead.

"What's this? A rabbit... Do you even remember the agenda we have for today?!"

The question made Myra's expression confused, as Feia wanted to burst, she held it in and reminded herself of what they'll do by the day, while Myra was ready to be scolded harshly.

"Aha... We won't be able to eat this by the day. It'll soon rot on the way."

Myra turned her attention to the changed topic and made a sad face remembering what Feia said about going somewhere today.

I got too excited that I forgot we are going to visit again! Hm... But I don't want to let it go! No way will I let go of that delicious meat! 

"-so let's just discard it later with the wolf's bod-"

"No! I'll put the dark blue stone from the lake to cool it on the way!"

"How're you supposed to be doing'"

As Feia's about to oppose, she suddenly remembered about a cold lake near the path on the way to the village, there also resides a dark blue stone that is cold as an ice that doesn't melt but its temperature changes after a few hours after getting the item out of the lake, giving it an almost similar effect to how ice makes the water super cool.

"That lake is so cold to even get that kind of stone that I bet you know, right?"

"Yes, It's fine! Can we please bring it?" Myra said so making a cute face to persuade Feia.

"Then you'll carry my baggage as well."

"Tha- What?!"

Myra looked behind her master's back and found a sack that seems to be containing numbers of items.

That's a lot.

"Do you have another problem with it?"

Myra became quiet, unable to say anything in front of the smile Feia is making with a creepy vibe.

Seems like she's just holding it.

They both understood that they needed to hurry to not let the meat go bad and went in a hurry to the lake on time. 

Their destination is by far the end of the vilage and on their way, they finally arrived at the lake where it had met them a beautiful wide open of a huge amount of water, with the little ice whites a little visible beneath by the lake. 

And at the side, there was a hidden amount of anchor ice, built up even from far to the centuries.

Next thing, Myra approached the shore and flinched a lot from the cold temperature of the water.

"Make sure you be careful of your steps."

"Alrightt."

As she went and searched for the dark blue stones, Feia pondered over Myra's mischievousness and her behavior so far after that day at the forest.

It really do makes me wonder, if the one I'm looking at right now is the real personality of herself from back before she forget her memories. 

Back then, she was injured enough that she even lost her memories and wasn't able to walk for a year. I even remember how confused she was as an 8-year-old girl not even remembering her childhood experiences making her become a quiet kid who doesn't even understand me, but thanks to her mumbling at night of the name Myra I was able to identify her with that name. 

And thanks to the help of my friends and making her socialize with the other kids, she slowly healed and soon became an understanding and cheerful girl throughout her growth.

It is good... But,

In this world, it is surrounded by many types of clans of people where people have grouped themselves by their own categories and past histories. 

One of the top clans where Feia is in, were the Nelveran clan where the clan possesses the ability to hold the many traits of nature of their surroundings, they are known to be the "gardener of nature" and is known for their braveness enough to hold weapons like it's their second nature and amazing tactics. 

On the otherside of the topic, they're at a tension with a well-known clan. 

The Aizlenrenval clan, who uses traps on their enemies as their way of fighting and is known for their actions of delinquency towards the clan due to the prolonged different values and grudges towards their clan from the centuries. 

The Nelveran clan longed to have their clan known as a top clan, while the Aizlenrenval clan also longed for a rise at the top. And that tension grew even worse as time went by, and war was what it soon followed.

Although we are at the place of such a clan and the war was resolved and stopped due to the agreement ofboth sides had come up with, the result was better than before and deaths were decreased, but discriminations and conflicts are still everywhere at each other, as bad as it is.

This child was found injured near the border by the forest. I did an investigation about what happened, unfortunately, any traces were never found around where she was found. 

I did suspect of her coming from a different clan due to the little difference of her appearance and happen to be getting attacked, but by surprise, she does possess a trait of a Nelveran clan member only by faint including the resonation I did with her. 

The other clans wouldn't dare to make a provocation within the borders of the clan. So, it's no trouble even if she were to be a spy.

Resonation happens by receiving a small bit amount of energy from each other, if it resonated and it received with no reaction and has that spark inside her eye, she is a fellow member, but if a non-member were to do the resonation with me, a tingling effect would be received by my hand. 

The children of the Nelveran clan would also spark but only by faint, some would rarely appear strong but sometimes very weak, but the very resonation by strong slowly appears around them only when they awakened and matured enough.

This trait is special within the Nelveran clan members, and it is our way to differentiate ourselves from the other clan.

It happens commonly around those who are yet to awaken, but she's not showing any of that sign. The spark I would see would only appear right on her eye, unlike the other children I see.

I guess... I'll just believe in her.

But... Believe on what?

"Master!! I got it!" Myra faced Feia and ran over near her side with excitement.

Myra opened one of the solid bags they brought and placed the dark blue stones along with the rabbit meat.

"Good job, let's go now."

I got a compliment, hehehe.

The village they're heading to is a small village filled with the other members of the clan. 

It is located near a mountain by north-west, where the other side of the village is surrounded by a scale of forest at its right side.

Soon later, after arriving at the village, a blonde haired man with tanned skin and green eyes had come to greet them with a welcoming expression on his face. His name is Carl Veinssloim, a Nelveran clan member and a villager of,

"Welcome back to Nearvelan Village, ladies!!"

"Yeah, I'm back." - said by Feia with a blank expression.

A boy behind Carl's back whose skin is also tanned and having almost the same figure of Carl came in front and said, "I-I'll tell the chief!"

"Yeah, good boy, Neil."

"You're really a doting brother." Feia scoffed.

"Haha! Of course! I do love my little brother. He's starting to look a little like me, right? right?"

Carl's face came a little close to Feia and expects an answer from her.

"Y-yeah..."

Feia blushed and soon clears her throat.

Carl kneeled to match her's sight with a smiling expression.

"-- Not really."

Carl suddenly appeared depressed on a corner, "So straightforward..."

While they greeted each other, Carl assisted them towards the village chief's house, while they were being assisted, they were showed upon a part of the village in black as if the materials of the house were roughly burned just yester. Some of the villagers also looked lifeless as they looked at the guests, and also sparked with hope.

The both of them fell silent as Feia asked Carl, "What... Happened...?"

"It happened last night. The side part of the village was secretly attacked last night. We suspect it to be a doing of a clan, though."

"Are you sure?"

"I don't think so, we are working on something for us to be bothered about something else."

"Seems like someone's arrogant enough to do something so vile, must be a clan's doing."

Then why...?

"Myra, you go first and get some help to cool the rabbit for later."

"Will you cook?"

"Yes, I will."

YESS! With the excitement as being led on the way to a house, Myra sat by the bed and laid down.

I guess that heavy baggage sack that is filled with some sounds of glasses were some medicines for various purposes, and for those people wee saw earlier. Master may think I haven't caught up with what's happening around me, and they were talking something serious with those angry and sad faces they made earlier.

But was it really another clan's doing?

But crossing the border on thsi clan's location is a pretty daring one to do even for Aizlenrenval's clan.

Either way, I'm sure they'll figure it our anyway.

It's already afternoon. And Feia and the others still hadn't come back yet.

I'm bored.

Maybe I should go out and play around for now.

Myra went out and left the house empty-handed and soon explored the village.

Across the street of the village, there were people with the very traits of the Nelveran clan. And as she went aroudn the village, she happens to see some young kids playing around near into a forest, and Myra approached them.

Myra paused, "No, If your parents find out about it, I'm sure they'll also say the same thing and even scold you all."

"No! We want to play here!"

Ah... I don't know how to deal with kids at all... But what should I-

Suddenly, Myra came up with an idea.

The village was set on fire last night, and now, the atmosphere of the village was all tensed up from what happened, and these kids did noticed it and felt it even if they were to be told to play around to stay away from it.

I can tell, because at an orphanage at the village and the last time I came here playing around with some other kids, we would get nervous after an accident had occured, while me and the other kids just talked about it in secret while master and the adults were busy.

The kids looked at each other, "Are you lying?"

Myra kneeled down and held their hand, and looked at them with a straight face.

"No, I promise, I'm not. I just arrived here after for so long, after all. Can you please play somewhere far from the forest? I promise to give you a present once I came back here again soon."

"R-really?"

Myra held out her hand with her pinkie, which lightened up the kids and made their pinkie promises.

"You promised, right?"

"Yes, I do promise it if you promise you're not going to be playing near the forest all by yourselves again, is that okay?"

As the kids considers where to play themselves.

I think it would be too early for them to get involved in such affairs if they were to get back.

"You can play near my place, master Feia is still with the others, and..."

The kids listened intently to what Myra had been saying, and Myra said to them as she pulled out a green ribbon out of her wrist and hands it out to one of the kids.

"Give this ribbon to a little uncle that looked like Uncle Carl or master Feia if they were to get back and tell them that I permitted you guys to play there."

"Won't you come back to us?"

The kids went back to the village.

They kind of reminds me of my old friends at the orphanage...

Just as Myra was about to leave, a groan cry came out from the forest, piquing Myra's attention and turned around.

It sounded like a man's voice. 

Myra hurriedly come forward to the forest.

Is someone injured?!

As she gets in deep within the forest. A figure on the foot of a tree was found, a boy with an injured leg and a scattered broken arrow on the ground.

"Don't come near me!!" 

-- To be Continued...