Once upon a time, in the magical land of Yang lived a young girl named Chino. She lived along with her family and a best friend named Vamsi, he was a head knight in the king’s own personal guard. Chino hoped one day that she could be the best story teller in the entire middle earth, like her aunt Rona, who was a silver tongue. Silver tongues are a race of magical story tellers, who had the power of weaving the best stories ever heard in all of the three worlds, and they also hold the power of changing the past with their powerful words but that was forbidden among them as altering the past was a dangerous thing to do. They were respected and powerful but alas, her aunt was the last one of the kind, and she died protecting …show more content…
She has been getting restless because you were late” he said. Chino smiled back and started galloping down the path leading to the dark forest, “I am going to beat you this time” Vamsi laughed and galloped victory parallel to her, she signaled thunder to follow suit, both of them came to a abrupt halt in front of the dark forest, which looked foreboding as ever, even nala looked restless, she turned to vamsi who said “ if we gallop at this pace along the borderlines of the forest without actually entering it, we could reach the river Gammon by midday tomorrow ,Chino nodded her head as she galloped across the huge wasteland surrounding the dark forest , there were carcasses of men and beasts strewn across like wild flowers among the dark trees of the forest, the villagers tell stories of werewolves and trolls that inhibit the god forsaken place, in fact the dead were considered lucky , as the survivors turned into those cursed half human half beasts, Chino and Vamsi always dared each other to enter the forest and did so too but they never came across those beasts, Chino turned her gaze to nala who looked pretty content running between her and vamsi, easily covering the space between them in huge strides, she smiled at the huge cat, she still could remember the day her brother Hensel brought the wounded cub home, it was with her ever since, she grew up with her and vamsi , training along with them. With these thoughts she whistled to Vamsi who winked at her and galloped even faster, she laughed out loud and thought of the day she saw him for the first time, they both were toddlers and went to the local school to learn basics of language, a small and frail looking boy who went on to become a soldier and won many a battles for the king’s conquests,