Foxietta
Legacy Name: Foxietta

As a young pup she was taught to fight for her honor, her freedom and her beliefs. Living in the glade, her coat not even blending in as most of her species had, was the perfect setting. Her father was the leader of a great tribe, which she would one day inherit. On a scavenging mission they came across a tribe of Kumos's. A fight almost ensued, but her father listened to the elder of the tribe. An uneasy truce was made. Months passed and Foxietta and some of her friends were out playing when a small Kumos came wondering in. She was dainty and quiet. Foxietta's friends barked at her, telling her to leave. The Kumos was lost and hurt. Her friends didn't care, they began to attack. Foxietta, being the tribe leaders daughter barked and ordered them to stop. She growled. "Treelett how dare you attack her. Can't you see she is just a bit smaller than you? And she's hurt. You should be ashamed of yourself."He growled. Another of the pups tried to attack. Foxietta pounced and pinned her to the ground snarling and snapping. "My father made a truce with the Kumos tribe. That means we must all respect it!"She then walked over to the young Kumos pup."What is your name small one?"The small pup looked up, her big blue eyes cautious."Seraphimia.""Lovely to meet you, I'm Foxietta. Now let's go find your mama."Foxietta wrapped her tail around Seraphimia and they walked into the glade towards the Kumos tribe. She explained to the mother what had happened. The Jollin tribe was now forever in alliance because of Foxietta's unselfish actions. A year passed and Foxietta was strolling through the glade when she was ensnared by a metal trap. She yipped and cried for help. Hours passed and no one had seemed to be coming. She felt so alone and vulnerable. Then the sound of thumping paws came hurtling towards her. She didn't know weather to be happy or frightened. It was Kumos. She came up and sniffed the trap and then Foxietta. A gasp escaped her muzzle. "I know you. You helped me find my way home a year ago.""Seraphimia?""Foxietta?"They smiled then Seraphimia pried the trap open and carried Foxietta on her back until she reached the shallows of the glade. Seraphimia placed Foxietta in the water. "This glade is known to have healing powers. Just relax and let the waters heal you."Foxietta fell to sleep. She woke an hour later to find her pelt was no longer red and spotted but it was green and flowers had bloomed. She saw Seraphimia looking at her. "Only those pure of heart can become one with the glade."Foxietta smiled. Her and Seraphimia went back home. Foxietta was welcomed as a goddess and a hero. She now spends her days rolling in the glade and playing with the butterflies. She is not leader of the tribe yet, but she happily waits for that day.