Quoron

Death. I thought I knew what it was. My people have been hunted down to near extinction. I thought that was death. I hadn't realized how wrong I was till my fiance, Kendra died. That was death, the raw cold hearted pain that ripped through me while I held her limp body in my arms. I will never forget the last words she said to me "Save our people, you are our only hope" then she went silent. Emotions rushed through me, no words can describe my pain. While I stared at her now breathless body anger rose through my pain. Anger at myself for not saving her. Anger at the world. But most prominent anger at the humans for cold bloodedly killing her.

   I was on a mission now. I would save my people from the humans. Even though I  failed to save her. I gathered her in my arms and laid her to rest under a blooming tree. I rested her head against the hard bare roots of the tree. Her body rested carefully while I laid her on the grass. Sorrow tearing through me I promised that I will do all that I can to respect her last wishes. Even if it kills me.

   My people the Anduyong are an ancient warrior tribe that have the ability to freely change between human and horse form. Once the humans learned

of our existence there was chaos. The humans started hunting us down out of fear of the unknown. We used to have 13 tribes. Now my tribe is the last one. It is my duty, as chief to help my people prosper. However recently it is just to survive.

   With few numbers, my people have grown weak against the human's weapons all of our hope went away with the Elite Council. The Elite Council is made up of the people who have been chosen by the ancient gods. The Council has crumbled under the humans might and all that is left is the last remaining Anduyong White Horse.

   Life has gone downhill ever since that day. We are forced to fight every day and most of us don't come out alive. We lose the fights due to the constant bombardment of them which is our weakness because it takes a lot of energy to go in between our forms. Now, with all of the fights are people are tired and can't hold up for long.  Our last hope for our people is the last remaining Elite Council member. The White Horse.