TheDoctorsSocks wrote:(yea, you have to have art but that can be a poem or something. you can use as a fursona you have to say the speasies)
(O.k Thanks! I'll put up a short story c:)
''Arien? Um... where are we going?'' Asked Fala, Arien's cousin. ''Up north, in search of a pack. You know we need to survive.'' Arien replied quietly. Fala just looked down at her paws, a sad expression across her face. ''I'm sorry we had to leave your mother behind. But we
have to find a pack Fala. If we can't then how will we survive? With conditions like these, we need others to help us and we can help them.'' Arien replied softly. Fala looked up at her. ''Its just...I miss home! And all my friends are dead, mother is to, so is my aunt, and all my other cousins!! Ad you want me to just leave? Its hard!'' Fala yelled suddenly, an burst of anger coming rapidly. ''Fala! You know i could have just left you! I didn't need to bring you along!'' Arien yelled back.
''I'm sorry Arien. I just want
our pack. Not somebody else's.'' Fala said sorrowfully. ''It's not your fault the moon was hit by an asteroid, and caused the weather like this. For others to die as well.'' Arien said bitterly. Fala nodded. ''But at least hope that it welcomes us. I mean we've traveled for weeks now! All we carry is your diary and my necklace. Oh and a bag of food.'' Fala snorted. ''I hope the same Fala I hope the same.'' Arien agreed.
Let's hope we don't die... and find somewhere to keep Fala rest. or she will die of her fever.. Arien thought.