As a very young cat, I was taken from my home by bandits during a raid on our farm. The bandits took me away to the deep recesses of the woods, where one in particular took me in. I was never treated badly by him, I will say, but I wasn't treated well. Thus was the life living out in the wilds. My Keeper,for he wouldn't ever give me a name, did make sure I could read and write. He wasn't cruel, just strict. He also protected me from the others.
My name, Aoi Neko, came from him. I have forgotten my given name, for I cannot remember my families faces. "Why?" I asked once. "Why is this my name?" Keeper said to me "that is what you are."
After the Calamity, things changed. The other bandits all left, saying it was too dangerous in the wild anymore. Keeper and I stayed, for he was my father by then. He started training me to survive and that is how we discovered my talents of magic. Keeper became concerned, in the final months, muttering under his breath about me upsetting the woods. I didn't understand then. He passed before I left out on my own. Keepers' dying wish was for me to go to Gridania and recieve training to help others...
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