Prologue

It was a peaceful day in Paxton. All the children were out and about; playing, running around, chasing chickens, what children normally do. Everybody was enjoying themselves. Some people were out doing chores, others were spending time with their family and friends. Paxton was a calm and peaceful little village.
Every once and awhile, the people of Paxton would receive some visitors. These were no ordinary visitors, though. Some people thought that they would be harmful or dangerous to others. Others thought that they would like to be friends with everyone. Nobody may know why they visit this particular village. Do they want something to do with the innocent people of Paxton?
These so called 'guests' are actually pretty friendly, at least some people think. Are these visitors people? What about animals? They are somewhat like an animal, you can say. But not exactly an animal. They're more of what you would call 'mythical'. You know, the ones that everybody says are not real and made up; but so you think. They are real, believe it or not.

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Chapter 1 – The Visitors of Paxton

One of these so-called 'visitors' was roaming around the outside barriers of Paxton. In these barriers lay vast forests filled with strange creatures. This 'visitor' is one of the common visitors of this small village. People see him around often. Often enough, they gave him a name. The name that they call him is Deltora.
Deltora is a breed that remains unknown. Many call it the Shrilla, a mixture of different animals. No one is sure on how this breed began. It will remain a mystery to everyone.
Deltora is probably the only 'visitor' that many got a pretty good look at. He looks most like a wolf. But he has dragon-like wings sprouting from behind his shoulders. His fur as black as coal. Markings that looked like a tiger's stripes, colored as the darkest purple and the brightest blue. He had a spaded tail tip that looked as sharp as a kitchen knife. His mane and paws as white as the fresh snow once it falls onto the ground. But the one thing that was different about Deltora was that he always wore a blindfold. The blindfold was the deepest purple. Nobody knows why he wears this strange blindfold upon his face.
He was a pretty friendly creature. The kids enjoyed him when he was around. But the adults, on the other hand, they were sure that he would attack their children, ruin their crops, or do anything harmful to the ones they love. If one of the adults seen Deltora by their children, they would grab a pitchfork or gun and chase him away, telling him that he is only here to bring danger to this village.
Deltora thought different. He didn't want to bring danger to the village or hurt anybody. He loved the children and the fact that they wanted to play with him. He wanted to be friends and live a happy life with them. The forest was too big for Deltora; too many predators. Deltora tried many times to try and befriend the people of Paxton. He gave up once or twice and then went away for awhile.
…but this time, he was going to make sure the people of Paxton understood him.