Kiba and I had been together for about two months now. We lived in a dark world, a seemingly endless void of black sand and flames. The sky was most often blood red, except for the few times it turned to pitch black and we had to light our way with our flames. Kiba and I both possessed the power of the element of fire. He, a jet black wolf with blood red eyes, had been born with the powers and had honed them throughout his adolescence and our time together. I had also been born with the flame, but had never recognized its true reality in my life until I met Kiba. I am a seventeen year old fiery redhead named Alex, and I have a knack for getting myself involved in situations that I often times can't handle. I wear a black tank top and black leggings and shoes. Over my top I wear a layer of bandaging, covered by a dark gray flak vest. Sewn into my tank top is a black hood, and I have white bandaging over the mid of my right thigh down to my knee. I wear a black med pack that contains some small tokens for special memories. Sometimes I carry a gray backpack, which holds a black long sleeved shirt, a dark gray jacket, and some rations for Kiba and I. Kiba and I share two similar marks, they are not usually visible to the naked eye, but can be seen when they are used or when we are at the height of our power. Kiba possesses a deep red, glowing tribal mark which is shown on his face like a mask around his eyes, which then stretches to his throat and coats his chest in a tribal pattern. The pattern then splits into two and both ends come to a close at the inside of his rear legs. My patterns stretch from the base of my neck, down over my shoulders and ending mid forearm, and coat my back, coming to an end at the small of my back. The pattern wraps around my neck and there is a circular pattern at the base of my throat. These patterns are marks which represent power, and allow for us to perform our abilities or to mold our element to what we need at the moment. My secondary weapon, should I be unable to use my flame, is a double ended spear made completely of silver. The shaft of the spear is wrapped in black bandaging, and has a small section of white bandaging which ends in two hanging strands at one end. I keep my spear strapped to my back at all times, because in our world, dark spirits are lurking everywhere.
The flame that Kiba and I share is our elemental power. We are able to easily conjure a standard flame and use it as both defense and offense. A common tool in battle that we utilize is the ability to conjure flaming wolves to our sides. We also have one special ability, called the Phoenix flame, otherwise known as the white flame. Our Phoenix flame is made of pure light and is often used in our healing. One of our healing methods is the healing of the seven orbs. We conjure seven orbs of pure white flame and place them into the vital points of the body. One in each eye, one in each temple, one in the forehead, one at the base of the throat, and one to the heart. This allows for us to heal and fight off darkness within an individual. When Kiba and I become one in battle, we form a pure white flaming wolf, and no darkness can hide from our grasp when we reach this point.
Within our dark, flaming realm, the shy is either pure black or blood red, and there are no stars. Therefore, it was quite a shock to us to look up and see two visions in the sky made entirely of constellations.
The stars predicted a white wolf holding red stars within his heart, meeting a wolf made of red stars holding white stars within his heart. We also saw a vision made entirely of red stars of a dragon, chained to a boulder, snarling a horrid smile and turning the sky around it pitch black. At that moment, Kiba and I also received another vision. We saw a flash of white and red fur, and heard one name. Akela.
The stars were clearly beckoning to us to find this Akela. It was clear to us that we were needed desperately by a spirit off beyond our land.
I turned to Kiba and we decided to leave after a night of rest. At the moment we decided, the stars disappeared, and we then knew that this spirit would change everything we knew, and as we curled to sleep within our flaming circle, we mentally prepared for what was to come.
