The Renards

Once upon my time. There was a small person. Well not as small as the smallest but not as big as the biggest, either.

This person walks around in the world seemingly invisible to all unless there is a need to be seen.

Today this person was certainly needed. Rin of the Renard’s heard the summoned plea on the wind and knew the time had come to be visible once again.

The Summoned

“Lily it is forbidden to call a Renard.” Julian stated in a whisper.

Julian, her sister, not by blood but by circumstances that she refused to relive. Since it brings back horrors to her mind.

“What good is it, if we cannot use it in our desperate time?” She whispered back.

She made it to the clearing in the shaded woods to begin.

“I can not be here with you.”  Julian turned and ran back.

She closed her eyes and said, “Wind and worry, sorrow and fear, I bid you Renard to appear.”

The figure appeared before her covered in shadowed light.

“What is your need?”

“I lost a pendant that is linked to my soul. Please return it to me.”

“What are you willing to give in return?”

“Whatever the price.”

“The body the soul is attached to.”

She nodded and unclasped her hands to find the pendant in it. She honored her word and prepared to die with her eyes closed.

Winds whirled and whipped about, and silence came after.

“Open your eyes.”

She did and saw herself before her.

“Thank you, Lily, for giving my soul a home again.” Then Renard left in the shadow.

“You’re welcome.” Whispered.

You see Renard’s are the forgotten souls of those who felt unneeded, invisible to all. What would you give to be needed and save your soul?