As many hours became days became weeks became months, and became centuries. The land of ElseWhere had gone through rich history. Like the success of the anicent battle of god-users in year of 143, the battle of daylight in 450, and the battle of (the now lost city) Helen in 1251.

Which brings us to the current date of 1476, kingdoms have been well established amongst the vast land.

Human kingdoms like Griffclan, and Foxlot as well minor others. Fairy kingdoms rule in their deep and lushes tropics, Dwarf and Orc kingdoms make their way closer to the mountains far north where volcanic activity bears away the bitter cold and mining of resources pays it's due, Werewolf and Elven communities thrive in the forest where pine trees grow tall and the hunt is good.

But all believe in the god or a goddess as one can say.

The Star Goddess, a girl with fox ears and two tails said to have power of the stars. Guardians and guides that help and stay by her, and the many tales both tall and small of her power and potential.

Which leads toward the wondering child in the forest, alone once again. Memories somehow gone, limping around, holding her wounded arm. Her tails dragging across the earth till she soon finds a large clearing in the woods, a house built there and alive as smoke pipes out of the chimney.

"Home...?," she questioned outloud before blacking out.

When she awakened she was somewhere that she would never believe to be, resting in a bed, inside a house. It was night time once again, a full moon shines through the curtains. She tried to see where her location was, but all she could definitely make out was it was a bedroom, decorated with picture frames, some flowers, and furniture like the nightstand which held a tray of now cooled food and tea.

The girl's head tilted in slight confusion as she reached out for the tea only to then noticed her wounded arm patched up. Staring at it, wondering who did this, the door to the room opens causing the child to hide beneath the covers.

"Oh I'm sorry, I didn't mean to frighten you," a gentle voice says.

The child peeks out from the covers and sees a woman with ears and a tail smiling at her.

The woman speaks again taking a step closer," You collapsed out by the edge of the woods from my home. How is your arm feeling?"

"My arm...?"

The child looks down, but doesn't recall how it happened to get wounded.

"Its fine I guess," she soon states quietly.

The woman claps in delight as though it was some good news she was excitedly waiting to hear all day and night.

"That's wonderful news! Oh I should probably make you something fresh to eat or perhaps-"

As the now jolly woman moved about in excitement, her long golden tail wagging, till something caught the young girl's purple eyes.

"What's that around your neck?" The girl pointed at

"Huh? Oh! You mean my necklace? Why it's a family heirloom- Oh my gods! I totally forgot, you poor thing," the woman soon stops in the middle of her sentence to start another. "My name is Alpha, Leader of the Golden Wolf Pack. So have no fear, you are in safe hands."

The child raised a brow while her ears twitched.

"Well then may I ask what your name is?"

"Umm...," the child looked down then around the room as though thinking about what her name could even be. "My name is uh...."

Alyssa...

"Alyssa, that's my name, I think," she curiously says wondering where that voice came from.

Alpha dead pans for a moment as she rubs the back of her neck," You must've hit your head pretty hard then, kiddo to struggle remembering your name. Do you perhaps remember anything else like your family or where you're from?"

Alyssa shakes her head.

"Well then I guess if you want, you can stay here till we find your parents or anyone from your family," Alpha proposes. "I am going to Griffclan tomorrow for some ingredients, we can try finding your family there maybe. Since your ears don't really look like other werewolf ears that I've seen... you must be a mix."

"Griffclan...? Family...? And what's a mix...?"