Miyu's Backstory

A child of the water, the young xaela gracefully swam through the nearby river her tribe favoured in search of their next meal. She slowly sinks to the bottom, toes perched onto a rock for a moment before a vast jet of bubbles are left behind her as she propels herself forward, reaching her claws out to catch her prey. No voices, only the sounds of the slowed movement in the water. A common bitterling skewered onto one hand, the girl pays no mind to it for a moment. She closes her eyes and floats peacefully, gazing up at the surface in silence. The moon shone through so brilliantly. There was nothing better than this.

"Akul!" A shadowy figure appears above the surface. The young xaela snaps out of her blissful trance, bringing herself above water. An older woman xaela stands before her at the edge of the river. 

"I told you not to play around tonight. C'mon, we're starving!" The girl stands up slowly at the edge, the water slowly draping down her body like a sheet of silk. She holds up her hand with the fish skewered on and grins before following the older xaela's lead back to their main grounds. 'Akul' was the name she was given. It meant 'shark' in her people's language. A fitting name for a skilled hunter at such a young age. Akul was always eager to hunt for her tribe, and she always took pride in her long, sharp claws that made her tasks that much easier. Akul was a very curious child, always wanting to learn more. Her elders believed her to have a bright future.