The Chosen (story rp, open.)

[Ikki]

Shiloh Inagis

Today was just not going his way, after finally managing to get away from his overly protective family deciding to get some flying practice in only to find himself crashing into the tall pines that towered below his moutain home. Hours later tired from practice he was to late to realize he was in the wrong territory as a few darkly dresses guards spotted him laying back in his human form on a large rock soaking in what was left of the sons rays. E heard a shout and shot up golden eyes widening as he spotted the imperial armies ememies. He pushed his short legs to run faster as the guards gained on him. He heard a loud 'thump' sound as a throwin knife struck a tree close to him. He let out a pained yelp as the next sunk into his shoulder making him tumble onto the ground the guards, three of them, towering above him as he cowered below them evil smirks lighting the features.
" Help!" he yelled trying to summon some type of magic to help him only to find that yesterday's prolonged fight session with him father left him out of magic.