Pages of a lifetime; Akilia's Journal

[Akilia Dosert]

Dear whatever this is, Life's been rough I guess, but isn't it always? I've become better at hunting, I almost caught an entire deer yesterday. It was a doe, I have to be more steathy. Then again it wasn't entirely my fault, there was this stick and how was I supposed to know it was trecherous enough to snap when I placed my paw on it...er foot, whatever. That reminds me, maybe I should tell you who and what I am now? I guess it would be the formal thing to do... Though I'm not excatly sure because that merchant who I bought you from- Oh geez, that sounds bad. No I mean the buying you part. It brings back those memories from when those guys came along one sunny day and took...mother... Scratch that. Now I think I'll call you a Dairy. Nah, it sounds a bit overused and girly. Maybe journal? No, that wouldn't do either. Oh I've got it! How about friend? Haha! If you only you could right back...now I feel foolish having a conversation by writing in a stupid book to you friend. Oh well, I might as well scramble back to the topic of who I am right? I'm Akilia, a six month old, wolf Kelvic. And if you ask me what that is, I'll strangle you. Though no worries, I have yet to meet a dimwit dense enough to not be able to attach the word Kelvic to a race of...shapeshifters. Or at least that's the word my mother referred to if I remember correctly. Great I'm rambling again, imagine that. Well, your just going to have to get used to it, because you'll be stuck with me as long as I feel obiliged to write within your pages. Shoot, I forgot to put a date, perhaps next time then. I don't feel like scratching all this writing out just for the sake of revising something. I'll do that in my next entry. Until next time friend. ~Akilia~