:Yukira was born 19 years ago in Kazham but due to circumstances she can't remember, she moved to Windurst with her mother, when she was only a few years old. She never knew her father, though she never really cared about that. All that mattered to her, was that her mother was there for her.
Yukira's childhood was generally happy and she made many friends with Tarutaru and Mithra children. Her mother, who was a Samurai, joined one of the Mithran mercenary companies protecting Windurst. When about 10 years old, Yukira became very interested in the ideals of 'Bushido'. Of course she had a very naive view of it like protecting friends, killing evil things, getting fame and stuff like that. Alltogether a 'black and white', 'good and evil' -view of the world familiar to many other hot-headed youngsters. At this stage she slowly spent less and less time with her Tarutaru friends (who already had had their share of her energetic personality and playful pranks). They never really stopped being friends; it just happened so that the Tarutaru began concentrating on learning magic skills, while Yukira and her Mithran friends trained together the art of swordsmanship so you could say they kind of 'grew apart' from eachother.
While nearing adulthood, Yukira and her Mithran friends' playing together became dangerous as they would sometimes sneak out of the safety of the city at night to do real combat with weak monsters near Windurst. Their parents would not permit it until they were of age. Fighting against tiny Mandragoras and Bumblebees was of course good training for the young Mithras but one thing, that would ultimately haunt Yukira perhaps for the rest of her life was that when fighting a monster, she and her friends would not kill it outright. They would cruelly toy with it like a cat plays with a mouse, often causing needless agony upon it. They didn't do it for sadistic pleasure. It was only pure and innocent fun to them, lacking the understanding at the time that even monsters are living beings able to suffer, to feel pain and fear like everyone else. On one such occasion on a moonlight night, they learned that lesson.
They were heading back home from their nightly hunt. They had ventured farther from Windy than before, but that didn't really bother any of them. Actually they were getting pretty good so perhaps it was a little bit of overconfidence in their own abilities. Besides, the walls of Windurst were already on sight, though far away. Yukira felt happy. She had had great time with her friends and none of them had been wounded, some minor scratches unaccounted for. The stars where shining brightly and the full moon was just beautiful. Nightair was cool and felt really refreshing after working up so much sweat. Her companions' laughter mingled with her own as they joked about a goblin they had taken by surprise. It had no chance against them as they stabbed and cut it from behind before it could react to the threat. Of course they didn't cut too deep, so they could keep playing with it. It had lasted a long, good time. Yukira was still within her thoughts as she noticed her companions' laughter had ceased abruptly.
The youngest of us, Nahoko, was staring to the direction we came from, her ears twitching occasionally. "I think I saw something behind those rocks over therrre." she said. I didn't see nor hear anything though. "We'rrre nearing Windy alrrready, I don't think anything will dare to follow us therrre. As a matterrr of fact, I don't think anything would dare to follow US!" answered Tarara, the oldest of us and like an older sister to me. Others sometimes teased Tarara because of her Taru-like name, but she always just laughed heartily with them. "Let's run to the wall! The last one therrre is a furry Galka!" said Tarara. We began running together laughing on the way. I saw from her face that Tarara was concerned because she didn't laugh with us anymore and she glanced behind us every now and then. Nahoko and Fumi didn't seem to notice anything though. Then the first arrow flew past us and hit a tree only a few feet to my left with a loud thudd. Nahoko and Fumi seemed surprised and quit their laughing realizing they were in real danger now. Tarara moved behind us covering us with her shield and shouted "Goblins! Rrrun like you've never rrrun before!" . "They'll neverrr catch us, their legs are too short!" I said chukling while running. "True. This will be fun though!" answered Tarara. More arrows flew, nowhere near us though. Nahoko and Fumi were smiling now too "Hah! Lousy shots. They can't hit us!". And still we laughed while running, despite of the situation. Then I felt something painfully strike my back with a force. Somehow my legs didn't obey me anymore and I started to stumble and fall. Before touching the ground I suddenly realized the terrible pain in my lower back and I cried out. When I hit the ground the pain in my back got unbearable. I had difficulty focusing my eyes and all sounds seemed fuzzy somehow. I felt utterly helpless. I began to cry, tears rolling down my cheek and I was more scared than I had ever been in my life. Not only because of pain, but also because this feeling of helplessness was completely unfamiliar to me. I heard the others shouting something but I couldn't understand anything but the pain and fear. Suddenly someone grabbed me and I was painfully lifted off the ground. "It hurts...hurts...so much!" I cried. I heard Tarara's voice then: "Don't worry Yuki, you'll be allright....you'll be allright." I realized she was crying too as she carried me. I heard Nahoko's and Fumi's concerned voices too. "Tarara! She's bleeding so much!" Then Tarara's voice: "Go get help! Search for a Taru-healer!" I felt really weak now and I began to slip out of consciousness. Last thing I heard was Tarara's crying voice: "No! Yuki, don't...".
I can't focus. All the feelings that I had felt...were they experiencing them too, while we...toyed with them? Is...what? Laughter. Laughter of someone. Tarara? Nahoko? Fumi? ...me? Where? Why can't I see? What is happening? Pain! It's me that's...causing it? How? I laugh. Nowhere. Everywhere. Pain. Fear...I see.
I wake up. I 'm lying on something soft. A bed? Yes, that must be it. "She's awake now." I hear a familiar, high-pitched voice. I'm in my own room. A very old Tarutaru in white robes is at the door speaking to the other side. Then he turns to smile at me. "Feeling better-setter? Don't try to get up yet. You're still weak, although my healingmagic-wagic cured your wound.". "Yuki!" someone cried and was hugging me before I knew it. "Tarara? What happened?" I asked. Tears were rolling down her cheek as Tarara answered: "An arrow hit you....badly. We thought...we thought you wouldn't make it.". "Send for me if you need me later-waiter." the white mage said smiling and stepped out. "I...I'm sorry that I worried you Tarara." I said, silently trying to hold back my tears of joy. She just said: "You silly...just rest and sleep well. I'll be here when you wake up." I let out a sigh of relief and hugged her: "Thank you Tarara...thank you.". I have never slept as well as I did
that day.
Today Yukira remembers well that hard lesson. She understands now that even though combat is often unavoidable with beastmen, you should grant them a quick death as you wish they would to you. She still fears and hates goblins but no longer toys with them in battle. Nahoko and Fumi still stay in Windurst acting as mercenaries there. Tarara left Windy at the same time as Yukira did, about two months ago, to explore the world. They swore to eachother, that they would meet again there after a year and tell about their adventures so far.
Yukira has pursued the fighting arts since leaving Windy and now more than ever, wants to become a Samurai like her mother was. Recently she has also started learning the art of healing as a white mage, remembering the Tarutaru, who saved her life years ago. He died of old age a while after Yukira was saved and she still sometimes mourns his loss. Sometimes roaming the countryside as a white mage, helping those in need, she truly enjoys making others smile with all her heart. Generally Yukira is still as energetic, playful and full of smile as she was earlier, but sometimes, just sometimes she falls silent and stays alone with a sad look on her face.
man out of know where taru's start jumping on my leg and doing weird things to it. maybe i should be careful when wearing subligar
