Pet Information

Pet Name: Sagitta
Owner: WaffleRocket
Theme / Type: Albino Mericai
Born: October 18, 2015
Gender: Male
Mood: Mad

Battle Portal Stats

Level: 1
Hit Points: 10 / 10
Strength: 16
Defense: 0
Speed: 20
Intellect: 21
Misticpower: 1

Attached Weapons

Books Read

Books Read: 1/373 [ View Books ]

Exotic Foods Eaten

Foods Eaten: 6/1254 [ View Foods ]

A Lost Boy

In the beginning he was a different person; arrogant and selfish. As a young man he lived near the edge of the woods, a hunter in training. He was too brash, never giving proper thanks to the spirits of the woods. The older hunters warned him time and time again but he dismissed their rituals as childish and superstitious. Eventually the days came when he would be sent on his own. He never thanked the forest but it did not retaliate, holding the belief that one day he would grow out of his pride. He did not. If anything he got worse.

There are few things that the forest will not forgive and they are known to be cardinal laws of those who rely upon it. The most basic being that no one shall murder a child of the forest without just cause. He disregarded this during his 19th year. Shooting a young deer not in self-defence or for food but out of boredom. This filled the woods with rage and its spirits cursed him to an eternity of walking its grounds. He set off home only to find himself wandering in circles. He knew the paths well but somehow he could not find his way. At first he was enraged lashing out at all that surrounded him but eventually that fell away to hunger and thirst so he headed towards where he knew the river to be only to find himself unable to reach it. He ran faster cursing the trees desperately trying to make progress but to no avail. Eventually he slept only to awake and begin again. This cycle of frustration continued for months or perhaps it was even years. He felt the hunger and thirst but was cursed not to die and to remain lost. The weariness became stronger until one morning he did not get up to resume the cycle. He lay still until he forgot. Forgot who he was, where he was from, why he was so angry. It all melted away and all he felt was fear. He was alone and afraid.

The forest is nothing if not forgiving and it took pity on the boy, for he was no longer the same conceited and destructive person he once was. It waited until he forgot everything and then it called to him. It told him to get and walk because he was still alive. With no other direction he did so. Soon enough he stumbled upon food and water and had his fill. This is this way it would be. When he needed it the forest would reveal nourishment to him all he had to do was have faith in it. The spirits renamed him Sagitta, Latin for the arrow. A reminder of him past failings and an encouragement to travel a path that is straight and true.

With time he rebuilt himself but different to the first time. He was mischievous and joyous as a child is. Delighting in the simple things and feeling everything as if it were the first time.