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We gasped as we saw the color change of his eye.

"W-what..." Mei stammered.

"It's okay," he smiled gently. "It always happens. Every one o'clock, my right eye changes its color."

"How'd you do that?" Nick asked.

"I don't know either, but it doesn't really effect me that much."

"When will it come back to normal?" I asked worryingly.

"One o'clock after midnight. Same headache, though..."

"Isn't it a serious condition?"

"No, not really," he smiled. "But I'm used to it."

"I see..." I muttered silently.

"Well, enough about my eye. What do you think, Gabriella? Wanna train too?"

"Hm... maybe..." Mei pondered for a moment. I continue to gaze on his green eyes more closely. I felt something very nostalgic about them. Suddenly, out of nowhere, my head burst into intense pain. I cringed and held both sides oif my head before I collapse to the ground. I heard voices around me, but I couldn't determine what they're saying as I slowly drifted into the darkness.

It was a very sunny morning. The area is covered by lucious green grass and trees. The gentle breeze flows down the hillside as a group of five young fur ascend it. The one leading them is an orange fox. His shirt is cream colored, paired with his dark brown pants and shoes. His eyes are light blue like the color of a stream.

"Come on, guys!" he smiled. "You seriously don't wanna miss it!"

"Slow down, Gerald," an artic wolf responded. His clothing is similar with Gerald's, but green, like the color of his left eye. His right one is blue, similar to Gerald's. He carries a brown pack behind him. "We still have a lot of time."

"But the best places will be taken if we don't hurry!" Gerald whined.

"Forgive him, your majesty," the wolf said to the white tiger falling behind. The tiger's clothing stands out of the group. His clothing is more of a noble's. His top is the color purple with a white long sleeved shirt beneath it. His pants are white like his fur and his feet is covered with yellow shoes. He carries a long sword on the left side of his belt. "He's just excited to see it."

"It'll be fine, John," the tiger smiled. His blue eyes gleamed under the light. "But, no formalities. After all, we're all friends, aren't we?"

"You're right, Albert," the wolf smiled back. "But you know your father would kill us if we're being rude to you."

"That's why drop the formalities when we're away from the castle, and use thme when we're near," the tiger chuckled.

Gerald quickly ran back down to the group and pulled a feline's hand. Her clothings and eye color are very similar to his. The only difference between their clothing is hers has more feminine touch.

"Come on, Gabriella!" he smiled. "Let's hurry up a bit!"

"Slow down, will you?" she smiled back. Her gray fur flew as she chased the young fox.

"How come he's so full of energy?" a brown husky sighed. His shirt is green like John's, but his pants is brown like Gerald's. His blue eyes shows a tired look on his face. The beltbag on his waist made a clinking noise as he continues to follow the leader.

"That bundle of energy probably came from his father, Kendric," Albert chuckled. "He's always enthusiastic when he guarded the castle from attacks."

The fox turned when he heard a little about his father.

"Come on guys!" he yelled, but not as energetic as before. "Stop talking and let's go!" He turned and quickly ran forward with Gabriella.

"That kid..." John sighed. "He must've missed him."

"What can I say," Albert said. "He was five when he lost him. Seven years without a father to protect you is really hard. I wouldn't even know what to do if I lose mine."

The three boys on the back followed silently as they reach their destination. On top of the hillside, they sat down and viewed the open field in front of them. It was filled with furs of all kinds, demonstrating their magic to the crowd for entertainment. The leader of the gang is a blue scaled dragon. He raised his staff high and a firework appeared in a shape of a feral dragon. The children gasped and were intrigued by the show until it ends. They slowly got up and walked back down the hill.

"That was amazing!" Gerald said, still psyched about the magic show. "Did you see the fire dragon?"

"Yeah!" Albert nodded. "You can definitly feel the heat from far away! I kinda wonder how they stand it."

"They're dragons," Kendric told him. "They're very adaptive to temperature."

"I see," Albert smiled. "I guess you really are a young scholar."

"Not much. I still have a lot to learn."

"Boy, I wish I could learn how to use magic," Gerald sighed.

"Maybe you can," Gabriella smiled as she cuddled the fox. "My mother is a healer, so she probably know some healing spells."

"Not healing, attacking," the fox replied.

"Why's that?" John asked.

"So I could protect the town like my father," the fox sighed deeply.

"I see..." John frowned. He suddenly stopped in his tracks, sniffing around his area.

"What's..." Gerald ask before he and Kendric smelt the same scent on the air. It's a mix scent of different furs.

"Guys," Kendric whispered. "I think we need to run."

"I don't think so, kiddies," a voice appeared. The group turned to see a large number of rouge furs surrounding them. The leader, a snow leapord, stepped forward. Gerald raised his arms to protect Gabriella.

"I think you kids know what we want," the leader snickered.

"If you're after Albert, then you'd have to go through me!" John, being the eldest of the group, yelled as he stepped forward. All of the rouges roared in laughter.

"Just what can a kid like you do to a band of sixty rouges?" the leader chuckled.

"This!" John yelled. He grabbed the necklace under his fur and concentrated his energy. A gust of wind blew out of nowhere and a magic circle appeared behind the wolf. A bright light shone, blinding the rouges. As the light disperse, a lion warrior appeared from the center of the circle. He wore a full body armor with a great sword on his back. The hilt of the blade has a design of a lion head, with it's mane spun around to make the handle. The lion's green eyes stared deeply at his opponents as he drew his sword.

"A summoner," the leader gasped. Before he had the chance, the lion warrior smacked the side of his blade to his head, flinging him from the ground.

"You guys dare to harm children?" the lion growled. "Then prepare to be slaughtered!" He drew his sword high in a battle stance.

"Ter! Don't slaughter!" John yelled as he grabbed the bow in his pack and drew an arrow. "You can hurt them, but don't kill them."

"Fine," the lion grumbled. "You guys are really lucky he doesn't want to kill you.". The rouges were furious and drew their weapons.

"Everyone, get back," John told the group.

"No way," Albert smiled as he drew the sword on his belt. "I'm not gonna let you fight alone. I'll show them the fury of the Winter sword technique passed down from generation to generation."

"Fair enough," John smiled. "Kendric, can you tell us their weaknesses?"

"No prob," he replied with a smile.

"Gerald, can I trust you on protecting Gabriella?" John asked as he prepared to shoot an arrow.

"No worries," he smiled as he crunched his fists. "I'll protect her with my life."

The group smiled softly and faced their opponents.

"Alright!" John yelled. "Let's go!"

The group dashed towards their opponents and started to attack. John swiftly fired his arrows continuosly, hitting his foes' limbs, disabling their fighting potential. Ter and Albert continues to slash every opponent in their way, injuring them and also knock them unconcious. Gerald continues to punch and kick anyone who gets too close to Gabriella and himself. As minutes passed, most of the enemies have been disabled for battle, and only a few of them are left. Albert and Gerald panted as they ran out of breath because their stamina has been depleted. John and Ter, however, remained strong at the end of the battle. John, due to minimal movement, and Ter because of he's the only adult with them. Not to mention he's also a summoned guardian.

"Want some more?" John yelled as he drew his bow once more towards the remainder of the group. The rouges fled in terror as they had feared the group of children, and a summoned guardian, that defeated them. John blew a sigh of relief as he set down his bow and placed the arrow back to the pack.

"Is everyone okay?" he asked as he spun around.

"We're fine," Gerald panted. "Tired, but fine."

"Seconded," Albert said as he resheathed his sword. "I'm completley exhausted."

"Don't worry," Kendric smiled. "I got just the thing for that." The husky drew a couple of bottles from his beltbag and handed them to the exhausted pair. The two took a drink and in an instant, their satmina was replenished.

"Thanks," Gerald smiled. "It's a good thing your mother's an alchemist."

John suddenly cringed in pain as he held his head. Everyone was startled and walked towards him.

"Are you okay?" Gabriella panicked.

"I'm fine," he panted. He raised his head, showing his artic lupine face, with his right eye changing color into green.

"Oh, his eye is changing again," Albert sighed a little in relief and a little in worriness. "I guess it's already one o'clock."

"Sorry to worry you all," he smiled gently at the group. He stopped smiling and stare at something in the woods behind his friends.

"Watch out!" he yelled. Gerald turned around to see something flying towards his direction in high speed, knocking him unconcious. The rest was a total blur to the young fox.