So, I decided to start a new fan fiction. I'll finish Finding Purpose in one chapter, then go all out on this.

“Kyle. Stop ruffling my fur. Father just go it to stay down,” Emma said.

“Okey Dokey, Peach,” Kyle replied, a smirk on his face. Peaches was his nickname for her, she hated it, so he liked it. That was how their relationship worked.

Kylen sighed. He loved remembering the good old days when he could hang out with Emma. But this was his destiny. His purpose. His legacy. He didn’t want to be remembered for messing with the Princess, his legacy needed to be something good. Like being Prince of Terralion. He pulled his blanket up to his neck and started to drift off to sleep. He was interrupted by the door to his bedroom opening. “Kylen?” A snow hare said, entering the room.

“Hey, Violet,’ Kylen replied, looking at the white doe. Naylen, his brother, kept saying he should ask her to the Feast of the Mending. Kyle hadn’t asked her yet but was planning on it for this year’s feast. Violet sat down on the edge of his bed.

“Why are you here? It’s 3:00 am,” Kylen said, sitting upright, and pushing his blankets down.

“Aspen. She dared me to barge into your room in the middle of the night,” Violet said. Kylen chuckled. Aspen, his sister in law, had always been one to dare anyone to do anything. Since he was fully awake, Kylen grabbed a tunic and trousers and headed to his bathroom to change. He quickly changed and stepped back into his bedroom to see Violet.

“I like your tunic,” Violet said, smirking. Kylen glanced down at his tunic, it was the one Violet got him for his birthday last year. It read……...

You have to wait for Chapter Two to see what his tunic said!

Hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it. :)

Your ally,

Rhys the Just (yes, I did give myself Edmund's tile)