Prologue

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Amira was born into the Frost tribe, she never looked as a Frost though, her striking red hair and magnificently tanned was like a sore thumb to the pale, blonde haired Frost tribe. The girl's mother had died shortly after her daughters birth, but she had looked as everyone else in the tribe. The only way Amira resembled her mother was from the deep blue pools that they called eyes. All Amira wanted was to be like her mother, and to be a RUNNER.



(I'm going to describe all the stuffies now.... XD)


Leader-The heads of the Tribes, No further information.

Runners- The fighters, the protectors, and the peacemakers. Children train for years to become a runner, some don't make it.

Medicals- The healers, normally soft, and kindhearted. Most have injures, and therefore could do nothing else.

Appreciates- The children in training to become Runners or Medicals.

Young- The youngest of the Tribes (Duh.) , whom have not began apprenticeship yet.



(Thanks for reading my trash XD, this is my first story so.... It's going to be bad Thanks!)

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