20TH PROJECT!! :D
My older sister helped me. Name: Dorin Age: 4 Backstory: She was abandoned on a whirlwind night. The farmer, a silhouette against the doorway, shot his gun up into the air. The family of raccoons squealed and rushed past, while she struggled to get her head out of the green plastic bin. Only her brother, Rourke, briefly glanced back before running towards the woods. He could not know if she would be safe, yet as leader of the clan since their parents died, he had to make sure the majority was safe first. Dorin kicked one last time, falling out of the trash and into the gravel. She was the youngest of the gaze, and still had trouble with direction. She ran in what she thought was the direction of the forest, and soon arrived. She was unharmed by the farmer, but her whole family was now gone.
