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[TrebleMaker]

Continuing part for Chapter 1, :3.

Stepping onto the bus' rubber steps, Jason instantly looked over the rows, trying to locate his friends. There, at the very back the bus, where his two friends. It was common for them to sit in the back, but not for Shawn to look so down. His whole stance told Jason that the guy was having a terrible day. See, Shawn was normally the good guy, yet popular. He had the clothes, the looks, and the personality, so it took a lot for him to look this bad.
Hanging on his regular lean frame was a clingy white shirt that showed pretty much every muscle, rib, everything on his stomach.
Jason visibly shuttered, the guy looked good, but it was disgusting. He pulled himself up the last few stairs and hugging his duffel to him, intent on getting over to his friends without a disruption from a fellow classmate. Finally, he dropped into the chair next to Logan, his friend with wild, curly hair, and smiled slightly. It was just a tug in the corner of his mouth, but he knew what it meant. Jason was nervous about this trip.
The three had been friends for years, so they knew things about each other no one else did. Like, for example, how Jason knew that Shawn came from an abusive home, just like him, but the kid didn't want anyone to know, and that he didn't care anymore. He'd been taken away by the state and placed in his real, blood-father. And, on that matter, how Logan knew that Jason and Shawn were both afraid of houses in the trees, and that without their support, he'd be scared too.
Jason leaned forward, elbows on his knees so he could look over at Shawn. Soft, dishwater blond hair hung flat, and over his eyes, which just the iris of the blue eyes showing through the hair. He needed a decent hair-cut, big time.
"So, whats new in the land of Jass?" Logan teased, running a hand through the hair that wasn't caught up in his red bandanna. It was a running joke, when they first met, he'd thought Jason had said his name was 'Jass', because his nose had been pretty stuffy that day.
"Nothing really, debating on whether or not I really want to go on this field-trip or not." He shrugged, and the movement made Shawn's bright blue eyes dart over to him for a second before flicking away.
"Aw, that's dull. How long do you think it'll take to get to the Island?" Logan asked, adjusting the sleeves of his jacket till they covered most of his hands. He hated the feeling of cloth rubbing against his wrist, so he always had to constantly adjust things to make them fit right.
"Well, we have a plane ride in about half an hour, guess it'll take us pretty long." Jason rolled his eyes, sometimes the guy could be kind of stupid. Scratch that, really stupid.
"Hmm, I guess that's right." His friend sighed, and looked out the window on Jason's side of the bus.
He himself decided to see what it was like outside, and sighed. the sight that met his eyes was just short of amazing. Rain was pouring down on the glass, and trees were bending heavily under the weight of the wind and rain. It looked almost like a tornado was going to hit soon.
"Do you think it'll storm the whole way to the airport?" Logan asked him as he turned to look forward again. His eyes showed the fear, he was afraid of thunder, and storms. Whatever had happened before they met, it must have been bad if he was still scared of storms.
Jason shook his head, there was no way it could storm for two whole hours, that would take them a good 30 more minutes to get there. "I doubt it, it'll let up before long, just watch."
So the two settled down, gazing out the window every so often while listening to the howl of the wind, the shuffling of neighbors in the seats in front of them, and the soft snore of people who had already fallen asleep. And Shawn never made a sound.

[Raven~Scythe]

ch 1
the seige

Suko climbed higher and higher up the cliff. It would be his first day practicing archery with his father and he wanted nothing to go wrong. As he reached the top he saw ten or so other archers all perfectly poised and ready to shoot. He saw his father over on the other side of the archery grounds ready to give the signal to let the strings go. He raised an arm and flung it down again and ten arrows flew across the field to land in the center of each target. Suko's face split into a greedy grin as he thought of himself holding his fathers bow and wearing the crown of the village. As he crawled over to his father behind the archers so he wouldn't interrupt anything his heel hit something and turning around he recognized his father's, jewel incrested, silver, sword. He looked around to see if anyone was watching then he grasped it and held it in his hand. "Did you come here to Sword-fight or practice archery?" said a deep warm voice. Suko whirled around and sent the sword flying across the archery grounds to land with the blade sunk, six inches into dirt, near the arrow restock. "uh... I just wanted to look at it... Sorry dad..." Suko sputtered helplessly. He hated his fathers stern gaze he so graciously bestowed upon him everytime he disobeyed an order or refused to follow a rule. One time he had not wanted to eat anything except carrots and his mother had punished him with taking away his runes and shrines. The only shape-shifting shrines he had were wolf, cougar, and chameleon. He wished for more, just like his father had, but nevertheless the ones he had possession of were useful at their best, He used them to sneak treats and weapons that were most impossible to get your hands on if you were a prince, or even king, sometimes with or without permission. He could care less about consequences if he could have what he wished. He looked into his fathers eyes and said quietly, "I'm... Can we start practicing now?" he asked suddenly bouncing up from the ground and waiting for an answer. His father laughed and patted him on the shoulder. "yes. But go fetch that sword." he added as an after thought. Suko did as he was bid and ran to the sword. He heaved it out of the ground and fell over but got back up and ran to his father, the sword dragging after him. "here." he said passing his father the sword. His father took it and placed it back with his other belongings. He gestured for Suko to follow him to another archery ground a little farther away from the one they were in. All of Suko burned with excitement and anticipation. He followed his dad with his bow slung over his shoulder and his arrows in a leather quiver made for him by his mother. He turned to his dad but his dad wasn't looking at him. He was looking at the main wall where a soldier was running towards them with a scroll in his hand. "Sire Lucius! There is an urgent message from Terror Mountain! Their under a siege from the Northern Ice dragons and are begging our assistance!" he panted and gave the scroll to Suko's father, Sire Lucius. He opened the scroll, took one look at it, and flung an arm to his mouth, "MEN! WE ARE CUTTING PRACTICE SHORT!" he bellowed and turned to his son. "Look Suko I'm leaving you in charge around here. It's time you learned how to look after this village alone. Make me proud." he smiled and turned, unexpectedly, into a full grown Red dragon and took off to his troops who were assembling at the front gate. Suko couldnt believe his ears. He would be left in charge!

can also be found on a thread with the rest of the chapter and start of ch two.

[Foxanna]

Gosh, same thing as Mirtachu and Wolfy Maiden. ;A;
I guess I can make something up right now. I'm repeating, I'm Croatian and it's very hard for me to write on English, so no bad comemnts. ;A;
So, here we go...

As I ran away from him, I felt the cold wind in my hair and snow on my glasses. I couldn't stop crying. Tears were just falling down my face.
How could he do that? He meant so much to me! He was my whole world! I only had him, and I gave him my heart, knowing he'll take care of it very well. But no, he crushed my heart and gave me those pieces what meant nothing to me. I thought I could trust him, but he didn't even turn around.
As I stepped on ice, I fell down. I didn't get up. My tears were cold as that ice on the ground.
"W-why...", I didn't had air to speak, "W-why did he cheat on me? I-I didn't d-do anything..."
As I stayed on the ground, I felt someones hand on my shoulder.
"Christy, are you okay?". I heard Jacks voice.
Jack was my best friend, although he wasn't a girl. He was so nice to me, even when I talked about Dave with all that love I've felt to him.
"Oh, Jack.", I turned around to see his face. He wasn't standing anymore. "Please, forgive me!"
I sneezed and Jack hugged me.
We were on the ground when the lights on the street turned on...

How was that? It was pretty quick, I have so many posts to check. o3o

[maximum entropy]

I like it! Good job for a non english speaker! ATTENTION: if you speak another language which is your home language, you are allowed to write it in the language, and then translate it with google translate or something/./.

[min yoongi]

I would like to say that Google translate should not be your first option,messes up grammar and other stuff. For example,

Danas je prekrasan dan.

would mean

Today's a beautiful day.

But Google translates it into

Today was a beautiful day.

Witch is past tense. So I would recommend using a online dictionary.

[Foxanna]

I like it! Good job for a non english speaker! ATTENTION: if you speak another language which is your home language, you are allowed to write it in the language, and then translate it with google translate or something/./.

Well, thank you, although I repeat - it was very quick. (And also, I CAN speak, but CAN'T write that good. x3) And also, Wofly's totally right. That translator messes words too much to use it!

[min yoongi]

This is a WIP story fora character I'm trying to get from the Pound of Hope :3

Moonrise has been hated from her birth,since her mother Luna was a arctic wolf from the neighboring pack that was at war with her pack and the fact that she was oddly colored. This is her story of love and hate,luck and fate that turned her world upside down. Now sit back,relax,and enjoy the show.

The sound of screams echoed in the forest. Something white ran between the trees,carrying a white package,a brown bird flying behind it. "Quick! We mustn't get caught,Lara! The other wolves are still behind us!",the bird yelled with a British accent.

"I know,Luna,I'm not stupid!",the white blur spoke up. The bird sighed and flew a little faster,almost flying right into a tree. She was struggling to keep up with Lara.

The duo arrived to a huge waterfall that almost splashed both of them. Lara quickly ran trough the waterfall,entering a cave that had various drawings of ancient mammals painted on the walls. Lara placed the package on the ground and licked whatever was in it. "Sweet dreams,Moonrise...",she said. A sad sounding sigh escaped her lips. She looked at the package once again before running trough the waterfall once again,shedding tears.

When she opened her eyes,she saw the other wolves running towards them.She sighed and looked at the bird. "Listen,the other eagles need you,Luna."

"B-but...Lara...W-what about you...?",Luna asked,trembling at the thought of her friend being killed by her own pack.

"I'll be fine. Now go",Lara said,a sad smile appearing on her face. She knew that Luna was sometimes too emotionally attached to her friends.

Luna's eyes started tearing up. "Goodbye Lara...",she whispered before flying away,leaving a trail of tears behind her.

Lara smiled and turned to her pack,frowning. "Take me",she spat out harshly.

[Dr. Mirtachu]

Foxanna
y u write so great?!

and yes it is easier to write than just translate...oh, im on my phone right now but i promise to write tomorrow...

[Foxanna]

@Wolfy: Nice! *____* I like it!
@Mirtachu: Thank you so much, although (for the alst time) it was very quick and very random, but after all - my imagination is huge. If it wasn't, I wouldn't write and make the book real as Divlji (Wild) is. ;3 <3

[maximum entropy]

Nice begining! Can't wait to see more! My turn... I'll start a new one...

Chapter 1
I slipped out side of my nest, making sure my Twopaws wern't following. Wistfully, I licked my lips thinking about a mouse. I crept inside of the forest, and wandered far. Finally smelling a mouse, I pounced on it and ate it up quickly. My tail lashed about as I smelt another cat. Finally, my best friend, Ginger, appeared around the tree.
"Hey Lilac!" She exclaimed. I stood up and licked my lips. I said
"Where are we?"
"Dunno, I thought you might know," Ginger said happily. I shook my head and replied
"No... I guess we're lost."
"No!" Ginger exclaimed. Finally, she uncertainly said
"I think that I came from that direction..." Pointing her tail in the opposite direction from she had come. What a forgetful-head! I shook my head again and said
"We should find somewhere to sleep. Sooner then later, before it gets dark." Ginger nodded and twitched her tail in a direction. I followed her. Finally, we came apon a little cave which had moss and other things in it. Gathering up moss, Ginger and I pulled up a few nests for ourselves.

We woke a few hourse later to face's jutted into ours. A cat, a dark grey one, spat
"What are you doing in our cave??????"
"Jag! Stop being so... Rude!" Said another male voice from the back. A fluffy white she-cat and a small orange cat came up from the shadows. The orange one mewed
"Welcome to our cave. Did you sleep well? My name is Rust, and this is Snowy." He pointed to the fluffy white. I replied
"Yes we did sleep well, and I'm Lilac, this is my friend, Ginger." Jag finnaly backed up, but his fur was still slightly stuck up.

There... I wonder how that is... Made it up on the spot...