My story began some time before I came to this clan. I’m an hunter, but during a hunt with my clan I lost my Ikran. It was an accident. Then some time later I left my clan because I felt in love with a warrior from another clan. I was much younger this time. But as I met him he had another woman. He loved her as I came to him to say “I love you.” So I ran away. But I could not go back to my old clan because I shamed myself. So I walked around through the forests for a long time. I traveled around for a long time, while learning many things by myself. I had much luck I think. I’m a good hunter (hehe). But without an Ikran. 😦
So I came here to Pandora Magic on the same day as Brother Sey was found in the forest. Then the Tipani took me in their clan, but often I felt (and feel) alone because I miss my Ikran.
Full Story of the Ikran
Let me tell you the long story. I was on a hunt with some hunters of my old clan. We did a good hunt and we made a good haul. But then, we had not seen a big Toruk was following us for a long time. He came from far above down to us and followed me. The other hunters could save their lives. He followed me and I escaped twice. I called to my Ikran to dive down in the forest. The Toruk could not hit me, but my Ikran for a short time had not took care I think.
Suddenly he began to cry very loudly. I couldn’t figure out what happened. The pictures I’ve seen through the bond were grey and obscure. In the last chance I jumped into the forest. I saw pictures as I got him…then pictures from flights we did together. Then I saw… Nothing more but a very grey cloud. It was his memories I think. And this memories in my heart now.
As I was fallen on the ground of the forest, I had pains in my head and some very small wounds. But that did not interest me in this moment. I searched for my Ikran Rìma Txep (Like “Yellow Fire”) and some time later, I found him – he was dead.
His stomach got a very big wound and I think a tree or a bough killed him. It was the best friend I have ever had. And I can not forget him. He gave his life to save me.
From this time I had to walk by my feet. And here I want to get an new one, but sometimes I am insecure. Will I get such as “he” was? I don´t think so for real
So in a short way: I´ve lost my Ikran, I´ve lost my yawntu and I lost my clan. But here I have found a lot of new friends and a new family.
Second Pandora 