𝕄irai♧

Raised by Gypsyrose with the hope of guiding the next leader

"Being born small isn't a curse, I can get away with a lot when wolfs don't expect you to be there"

Ever since I can remember Gypsyrose has been the one who raised me, she took me to meetings- to the tournament (that was exiting! I'll have to write down the fights someday) to how the pack order works. I think shes trying to push for me to be a 𝕲eriseuz and take ♤ training but I want to be strong, taking down enemies like how ♧ does! I've been going on patrols with the other 𝕱ighters since Nova retired. -sigh- but leaders word is law so I'm probably going to be switched over as soon as a spot opens up. I was too young to realize back then that she was preparing me for the coming storm. A shapeshifter with snake like eyes came to the pack one night... the pack was already at a tipping point but his arrival split the pack.

You know I remember my last conversation with Rose before her death about how I came here. I was picked up when I was almost 3 months old by the caravan, sold for 2 gold coins.

"Sweet colorbomb, do you know how you ended up here?" Rose inquired on a breezy fall night. I shake off the misty dew clinging onto my fur. "Thats not my name anymore, you finally picked one for me." huffing lightly. She chuckles "Ah yes but its good to remember your roots." I look over tilting my head confused. She peers over to meet my gaze "The moment I laid my eyes on you I had to have you. Its because you are a half mystic, I can see it in your eyes. Mysterious yet otherworldly presence only a few wolfs can give off... I had a dream of sorts to run a pack filled with mystics. Not for their power-" her ears flatten as she looks away a bit bashful "Sort of I- ah I admire how one looks at a green jay not to eat but to want to be that jay, keep it close." Feeling like this is another long lecture I sit beside her to continue "But I have only yet to realize your kinds potential. There is so much I feel like I have yet to scratch the surface of."
"Mirai, there is a great divide in our pack, many of our pack feels that we should keep irregulars like you out for our goals. And there are others who believe the natural wolfs demand too much. I am at a crossroad that choosing will lead to our downfall and I cannot be the one who does it. I need you to guide Dawn for it will be a trial unlike anything our pack has seen." Her eyes pierced my soul
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I think about what she said. I didn't know what to make of it at that time, still don't. Stars help us I feel lost with this mantle put upon me.
A few moons ago a mystic of dark showed up. She speaks to the crows so we call her Raven. We had a dark mystic born a few moons ago but Raven and her birds have a talent for finding herbs. Jayfeather doesnt have much time left and I don't want to replace him. I've talked to Dawn about her. If it goes well I can keep my role while Raven is our next healer