Information

Sebulon
Legacy Name: Sebulon

The Chibi Montre
Owner: CrazyWolf

Age: 17 years, 3 months, 2 weeks

Born: January 18th, 2007

Adopted: 17 years, 3 months, 2 weeks ago (Legacy)

Adopted: January 18th, 2007 (Legacy)

Statistics

• Level: 116
   
• Strength: 290
   
• Defense: 289
   
• Speed: 288
   
• Health: 287
   
• HP: 287/287
   
• Intelligence: 257
   
• Books Read: 256
• Food Eaten: 0
• Job: Head of Operations

I can’t remember much.
Sometimes I have a dream. In there is me, and I am surrounded by silhouettes; no, more like white-blue shadows. There’s a big one, probably my mother, and then a little pain in my tail, and a voice: "Come on, catch me!" and running away from me...and there are one, no, two... no, more little shadows running around. And then, around the part where I start to think about where I am and who they are, I wake up...

I was really small when I lost all of them, but I still have some memories of them, somewhere far, far away in my mind. There are all of them. But every time when I try to get some lines into the silhouettes, they get more and more like shadows, and every time I don’t even want to remember them, then, sometimes... when I am lucky, I can see them. Like when we passed that big stone. When I saw it, I had to climb it, and looked down to Lodur. But I didn’t see Lodur, I saw THEM, as clear as I should have seen him...but in the next moment I couldn’t even remember how many siblings I had.

And when I wake up from such a dream, I am feeling so lonely, but every time someone is there: Lodur. Than I cuddle up to him, and he will lay his big head on to me, or wrap his tail around my body. No, I am not alone, not even when he goes out to hunt.

Lodur
He doesn’t speak often with me, especially when I was small. He didn’t even give me a name back then. He just called me It. How cruel could you be? But I didn’t mind for. I didn’t even want to speak. Just sometimes, I asked him one or two things... I can’t remember how we meet, or when, if I could speak that time already... but I think I must have, or my siblings must have been much older than me...but I didn’t speak with him either. I don’t know why...I just know that I didn’t even know how to speak any more.

That stupid mouse...really.
Lodur was hunting, as always, and said I should just sit there and wait... but one day, I couldn’t. There! A mouse! Really, I had never seen one alive before; they are dead when Lodur brings them. I had to catch it! I mean, really, wouldn’t you have done that as well? But I failed so terribly, I swear! The mouse ran off, and I was right behind her the whole way, right under a limb from a tree, and I wanted to jump over it. But my feet didn’t work as fast as I’d hoped, and I landed with my nose forwards in the mud and that damn mouse just turned back and laughed at me! I mean, how dare he! And then Lodur was there. standing with a little smile on his face. I mean, I really would like it if he would smile more often, but why on earth always when I do something stupid????

Mice, rabbits, and all others beware!
From that day, I started to hunt as well, but it really needed time until I got my first mouse. I never thought that I would ever catch one and so I didn’t know what to do when I finally had her. Lodur is out to hunt, so why hunt more than we can eat? So I decided to let her run, with a big smile on MY face this time!

Talking?
I am already pretty good at hunting. Normally they get a half heart attack when I have them, and the second half when I let them run again. But this time the mouse was not scared, no, not even near a heart attack. He just said: Do you think it’s funny to scare little animals? And I was just like: OH MY GOD! And he started to yell at me! Really! a MOUSE yelling me!! And I couldn’t even respond to it...
He: What is your name?
I: Name?
He: Yes, how are you called?
I: It.
He: It is no name! It is something without character, to define something. Yes, it’s right. You’re It, but because of that I am asking for your name, that I can call you by that.
I: What?
He: You poor thing, come here...

From there on he began to teach me all he knew. And my first homework was: If someone asks for your name, you have to know it!

Name?
To get a name isn’t easy. It took me a while to ask Lodur for my name. It was the first full sentence I ever spoke with him. I have to say he was really confused when I just started to talk, that face was just hilarious! But I just got the answer: that he doesn’t know my name, because everyone who knew it is dead. But the mouse said that your family gives you your name, and family is who’s closest to you, who cares for you and loves you. So I thought about it a long time and one day i asked him to give me a name, because he was MY family now. I was quite talkative after i meet the mouse the first time. I always talked when Lodur was around me, but I hardly got an answer. It didn’t bother me, usually, but of that request I wanted an answer, and he said that he had to think about it. I was sooo happy!

Sebulon
He: Sebulon? That’s no name for a girl.
I: I know, but I decided I don’t want to be a girl.
He: That’s nothing that you can decide, that’s something you’re born with.
I: Like a family?
He: NO, not like a family. It’s something you can’t change, it’s your gender. You’re female! You always will be!
I: I don’t mind! I don’t want to be different; I want to be a he as well! I don’t want to be the only SHE here. I mean, you and Lodur, you’re both male, even that stupid bird on that tree is male. I want to be male as well.
He: *sigh* When you’re older you will understand it...
I: Even when yes, Lodur meant that Sebulon is the only name he knew fitting me. I think it must be something special to him... but he didn’t want to tell me why...
He: There will be a reason. Just be happy, Sebulon.
I: YEAH, thanks!!!

Talking...easy.
Writing...easy.
Stealing...interesting.
That Mouse really had many things to teach me, but he always talked from stuff I didn’t know: A house, people, books, and so on... I wanted to see all of that, so I asked Lodur to take me to a city. First he refused, and as long as I talked about it, he got angrier. So i stopped and got quieter, and it worked! He took me there! It was awesome, all the stuff there was! Plushies and clothes and WOW! And it was even so close by! Yeah, stealing is really interesting, even when Lodur and that mouse get angry with me every time...

End?
It was my fault. I wanted to go into the city again, I saw something I wanted so I had to go and get it. But there were too many humans, and pets, it was just scary! And there was Lodur again, again he had to save me. They are all afraid of him, though I don’t know why. But Lodur always says: He is He, and besides me, all are afraid of him.
There were so many of them. Too many. Lodur has no chance against them. He got hurt so badly. Something hit on his head, and there was blood running from his head, and when I saw that, I got a memory: my mother with blood on her head, trying to protect us. I was frozen, just remembering how humans were killing my mother and siblings. And then I saw Lodur, falling to the ground, whispering "Run." I didn’t want to. I won’t run, I won’t let him die, but what should I do? "You promised it!" I had to promise it often, always when he got so strange, thinking strange things, telling me that it’s not good for me to live by his side, that it is dangerous... I had to promise. "RUN!" I was so scared. He never had that angry sound in his voice, and my feet just moved...

Lonely again
I ran as fast as I could, not looking back. I even closed my eyes, and today I am glad I did so. I bumped into someone. I looked into his eyes. They were so blue, and his fur was red like fire. He looked as if he was burning.

Alright?
I: ...
Are you alright?
I: (I started to cry at that moment. I don’t know why to that point and not already before, but I did so.)
Tell me, what happened?
I: (He sounded angry... like Lodur…) They... will kill him...
Who? Why?
I: Lodur... the humans... and pets.... because.... He...is He...and I promised it...that I.... would run....
You promised to run, but not to come back, or?
He jumped just over my head, running in the direction I came from. I didn’t believe what I did hear and followed him. And there was Lodur, lying on the ground, and they wanted to kill him. NO! I won’t let that happen, not again! I never fought like that, but I didn’t want to life alone, without Lodur, without family, without all I knew. But they were all so strong. I got hit really bad and pushed back. There, they wanted to kill me now too...that was it for sure...

New life
But Lodur just landed right before me, like the new guy did before, but not running off. And there it was. I never heard it before; I was scared to my bones. I often heard him growling; it was his answer to nearly anything. He had as many growls as words exist, but that one was just... indescribable. And there, the other guy, he growled too. A pet couldn’t stand it, and just run off, and with him all the others.

The new guy asked us if we would like to live with him, to have a home... and I just thought:
Family

Pet Treasure

Pet Friends