Timestamp: 88th of Fall 511 AV
One of the worse things that could happen to a child was to lose everything and everyone that they cared about. There was no worse feeling and yet Kyra had experienced it twice in her short life. The small kelvic never knew her birth parents and was gifted as a baby to Adele Praslin. This woman became her mother and her life as a whole. However the fairytale wasn't to last as Adele was murdered by her own lover. Kyra's life had changed, and the dark times began, but they wouldn't last. She was rescued by another and he gave her a new life and happiness as well as a new name.
Fate was a cruel beast and once again Kyra found herself alone after Marcelo had been killed. They had been good people, Adele and Marcelo, but they had dark past and ghost that wouldn't rest until they hunted them down. Kyra spent days and nights alone in the single bedroom, lost and sad. For a time, she didn't know what to do and refused to eat anything. Her world was gone and so too was her heart. Kyra disappeared into blackness, rejoining in her sorrows with Alessa. That was until the young Kyra decided to act. A fire erupted in her small form and Kyra wanted nothing but revenge, she wanted nothing but chaos and destruction.
Not against everyone, but for those who had anything to do with Marcelo's death, their world was about to get much smaller. The only problem was that she had no idea who that would be. She hadn't been home when he was attacked and had no clues to go on. For this reason, Kyra would start at the bottom. She was going on a search, a hunt throughout the city of Ravok. Anyone that he knew, anyone that he worked with, anyone that ever narrowed their eyes at him were suspects. She dressed herself in her normal dark, leather attire with gloves and boots accessories. Adding to this outfit, Kyra put on a dark leather mask of the same shade and a pair of goggles to hide her eyes.
Being a leopard kelvic she could see easily into the night, and the goggles wouldn't hinder her, but they would hide her odd eye color from anyone that got close enough to see it. Kyra armed herself with two long daggers, both property of Marcelo as was the entire outfit that she wore, and she slipped out into the night. The kelvic remembered that there was a man whom Marcelo had met with several times at the docks and this would be her first stop. The man's name, she didn't know, but his face she would recall, and the sour scented grapes were always a give-away.
The young kelvic tipped toed her way through the trees, and used the shadows to hide her small form from sight of those she didn't wish to see her. Then she continued, soft, but simple steps, one foot after the other as she moved along hoping not to be noticed. Once she made it to the docks, Kyra slipped through the ally ways and peeked out towards the port to look for the man in question.
One of the worse things that could happen to a child was to lose everything and everyone that they cared about. There was no worse feeling and yet Kyra had experienced it twice in her short life. The small kelvic never knew her birth parents and was gifted as a baby to Adele Praslin. This woman became her mother and her life as a whole. However the fairytale wasn't to last as Adele was murdered by her own lover. Kyra's life had changed, and the dark times began, but they wouldn't last. She was rescued by another and he gave her a new life and happiness as well as a new name.
Fate was a cruel beast and once again Kyra found herself alone after Marcelo had been killed. They had been good people, Adele and Marcelo, but they had dark past and ghost that wouldn't rest until they hunted them down. Kyra spent days and nights alone in the single bedroom, lost and sad. For a time, she didn't know what to do and refused to eat anything. Her world was gone and so too was her heart. Kyra disappeared into blackness, rejoining in her sorrows with Alessa. That was until the young Kyra decided to act. A fire erupted in her small form and Kyra wanted nothing but revenge, she wanted nothing but chaos and destruction.
Not against everyone, but for those who had anything to do with Marcelo's death, their world was about to get much smaller. The only problem was that she had no idea who that would be. She hadn't been home when he was attacked and had no clues to go on. For this reason, Kyra would start at the bottom. She was going on a search, a hunt throughout the city of Ravok. Anyone that he knew, anyone that he worked with, anyone that ever narrowed their eyes at him were suspects. She dressed herself in her normal dark, leather attire with gloves and boots accessories. Adding to this outfit, Kyra put on a dark leather mask of the same shade and a pair of goggles to hide her eyes.
Being a leopard kelvic she could see easily into the night, and the goggles wouldn't hinder her, but they would hide her odd eye color from anyone that got close enough to see it. Kyra armed herself with two long daggers, both property of Marcelo as was the entire outfit that she wore, and she slipped out into the night. The kelvic remembered that there was a man whom Marcelo had met with several times at the docks and this would be her first stop. The man's name, she didn't know, but his face she would recall, and the sour scented grapes were always a give-away.
The young kelvic tipped toed her way through the trees, and used the shadows to hide her small form from sight of those she didn't wish to see her. Then she continued, soft, but simple steps, one foot after the other as she moved along hoping not to be noticed. Once she made it to the docks, Kyra slipped through the ally ways and peeked out towards the port to look for the man in question.
