Cow of the Wild - Chapter 2CHAPTER 2 I DARE YOUCow of the Wild - Chapter 22 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I think I'm going to claw my own eyes out, I'm so bored," Alari complained.
Midnight looked over from where she was leaping up at the ceiling of the den, snapping at roots and trying to pull them down.
"You should try this, Alari. It's kind of fun," she invited her friend.
Alari padded over and watched Midnight leap for the root again, her jaws snapping shut on air, her body falling back to the ground. Alari was highly unimpressed with this game, but gave it a try anyway.
Leaning low to the ground and bunching her muscles, then rocketing up at the root. When her face reached the ceiling she quickly snapped at the root, her teeth closing over it easily. Midnight laughed as she hung there by her teeth for a moment and then flopped to the ground when the root broke. The ceiling showered them all with a layer of light red dust. Midnight and Alari both doubled over in laughter while Bone paced nervously.
Cow of the Wild - Chapter 1Chapter 1 Child's PlayCow of the Wild - Chapter 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The sun was setting over the hills and the sky glowed pink. The last golden lights of the evening spilled over the forest floor, dappling the low growing foliage and bed of pine needles beneath. The honey light squeezed through a narrow crevice and into a small loamy wolf den.
There were three of the animals within two adults and a small pup. The adults lay still, sleeping soundly, their bodies pressed together tightly. One of them was a large grey male with a thick reddish stripe down his back, and sleeping beside him was his mate. She was a petite wolf with a pale silvery pelt and a white underbelly. Behind them, the dark reddish ball of fur that was their pup spun in circles, snapping at her tail. After several failed attempts to catch it, she fell back on her haunches, and eyed her parents mischievously.
"Dad?" she called quietly.
The big male didn't move.
Cow of the Wild - Chapter 3CHAPTER 3 Wolf CowCow of the Wild - Chapter 32 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"What! Alari, no!" Bone cried, puffing out his fur, "Midnight take back your dare, don't make her go!"
"Shut up, Bone," snarled Midnight, never breaking eye contact with Alari. The two young she-wolves were both standing in tall, dominant postures, staring down their rival evenly. Bone glanced between the two nervously, "Then go, Alari. And don't come back unless you break a piece of it off to prove you really went."
"No problem," hissed Alari through her teeth, turning around and trotting down the hill towards the man-made thing. Bone loped after her, his long legs carrying him effortlessly faster than hers.
"Alari, wait! The Fence is dangerous! You don't have to go!"
"Oh, stop worrying, Bone," Alari frowned over at him as they walked, "I'll be fine. It's just a thing. And it'll show Midnight whose boss."
Out of nowhere, she turned around and licked his muzzle. He stared down at her in disbelief. B
Where Dreamers Go To DieStocking shelves with ketchup like old men stock wine cellars,Where Dreamers Go To Die4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Fondly remembering good friends with each bottle slid into place,
Fondly remembering their wives and their children,
Fondly remembering their funerals.
It's hard to say why I feel the way I do.
Most likely an overreaction -
The only type I seem to have as of late.
It's as if this place is an affirmation of all my fears,
With dirty plates and clinking cutlery,
With fake smiles and false laughter,
With the way that,
When that uniform is donned on,
I cease to be human,
And I commence life as a living machine.
This is the cage in which I'll be trapped if my aspirations fall flat.
This is the place dreamers go to die.
warriors fanfic: A cure for frostbite part: 1warriors fanfic: A cure for frostbite part: 13 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A Cure For Frostbite.
Frostbitten let out an involuntary yelp as his paw hit against a sharp stone. Frustrated, he kicked at it- sending it spinning across the cold floor and hitting the left hand wall. Hollowed-out holes lined the wall and the clatter of the rock caused several berries to cascade out of various ones.
"Oh, fox dung," he mumbled and stopped his insistent pacing to recollect the scattered ingredients: ingredients for important use in his work. After all, Frostbitten was the medicine cat of Thunder Clan. "Grr, if I have to wait any longer, I'll go crazy!" the pale tabby growled, but it was a worried growl, almost desperate. "If that Ratpaw doesn't hurry up, these kits aren't going to make it."
Finally, there was the sound of heavy breathing and paw steps at the entrance as a small bedraggled looking she-cat stumbled in: her fur was tatted and matted, her paws scarred with what looked like the bite marks of cat teeth. She held a sprig with several flowers and leaves attach
Confrontation"Cinderpelt...?"Confrontation7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"I have to tell you something... I-I-"
"Huh... Fireheart...?" Cinderpelt shook her head groggily as she was roused from her sweet dream. The gray she-cat lifted her head up and blinked her eyes slowly. The image in front of her sharpened, but she already know who it was.
"S-s-sandstorm! What are you doing here?"
"I'll tell you what I'm doing here." Sandstorm snarled, unsheathing her claws. "Fireheart is mine you hear me? Mess with him again and I'll bet Yellowfang will have something interesting to hear..."
Cinderpelt's heart was hammering. "I-I don't know what y-you mean..."
"LIAR!" Sandstorm screeched as she brushed her needle-sharp claws against dark gray fur. As the room started fading to darkness, Cinderpelt could sense the sand-coloured pelt exiting the room, unmistakable smugness shooting out like arrows.
Night Windows !!PLEASE READ AND CRIT!!Night WindowsNight Windows !!PLEASE READ AND CRIT!!3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Wake up. Lie in bed. Stare at the ceiling. A crack runs across the center of it spider webs decorate the edges. I should fix that sometime.
The clock ticks. It wants me to move, it wants me to go. It whispers in my ear it reminds me of you. Its breath doesn't tickle my cheek the way yours used to, though.
Tick, tick, tick.
Get up, you're lazy, get going.
Out of bed. Two tooth brushes blue and pink. Take the pink one. Brush my teeth. Spit. Look in the mirror. Two reflections, but I'm alone. Spit. Look in the mirror. You're gone but you're not.
I can see the wall we painted green in the spring behind me. You're in the pigment. Your laugh is hiding in the cheap plaster walls. The way you accidentally got p
The Donner Party"Of course it's not alright. Are you mad?!"The Donner Party3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
His voice is commanding as anything, stopping me dead in my tracks. Of course it isn't. Of course it isn't. What am I doing? Their eyes are on me. Staring at me. Accusing me. Am I going mad? How is it that no one else has thought of it? Perhaps they are the mad ones. When faced with this or death, I would gladly choose this.
"Step back Jonathan," he repeats, taking a step closer to me, his boots crunching on the permafrost. I can feel them closing in on me. They're like wolves. Hypocrites. They converge on me now like a pack defending it's own, when they were staring like a hungry pack of animals at it just before. Why are they doing this? All I've done is vocalize what everyone else is surely thinking.
Peter's hand slowly glides toward his gun, firmly set in
Warrior Cats: Regrets - Chap2Warrior Cats: Regrets - Chap25 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Can we really trust them?" asked Longtail, who was still on his guard despite the tension having died down.
"Of course not!" snapped Tigerclaw, his amber eyes glaring at the she-cat. Fireheart turned to face Tigerclaw. His deputy clearly seemed angered by his defeat and was determined to chase those two out of ThunderClan's territory. Fireheart cleared his throat before adressing his deputy.
"Tigerclaw, maybe we should consider her request. If she wishes to speak with Bluestar then perhaps you should-"
"Don't tell me what I should do kittypet!" spat Tigerclaw. Fireheart felt a flash of annoyance at his deputy's words. "I'm not going to let some rogue cats penetrate into camp. You're a mouse-brained idiot for even thinking of considering her request."
Fireheart lashed his tail in frustration, his fur bristling with anger at Tigerclaw, but he knew it was fear that made his deputy so furious. Fireheart remembered the time when he went on the journey for highstones, a journey that every a
Warrior Cats: Regrets - Chap7Warrior Cats: Regrets - Chap74 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"There will be a moment of hesitation... Followed with endless sadness... The time has come for Regrets and Sorrow."
It was now the third time that Silverpelt had heard this prophecy, yet she still shuddered upon hearing these words. They held so much importance, that it made Silverpelt wonder of their true meaning. Was the forest destined for disaster?
Silverpelt opened her eyes with a start and shifted them on a golden tabby, who was holding on to the ground as the wind intensified around him. It was Crookedstar, the third leader to share dreams with her. But, what was he doing? Why was he holding on? The prophecy was told, he was supposed to be blown back to life. Crookedstar held on, but he was violently shaken by the storm that raged in his face.
"Oakheart," he yowled desperately. "I don't understand. Who are those cats and what will cause regrets and sorrow to fall upon our clan? Upon the forest?"
A heavy silence followed his words. It was as if Silverpelt had
I Don't Need YouI Don’t Need YouI Don't Need You9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I have to admit that I don’t need you.
I’m not going to tell you I’d die without you,
That you’re like water, or shelter or food.
I’m sure I could get on fine without you.
Got on fine before.
The truth is I don’t need you.
And I hope I never do.
I don’t need you like lungs needs oxygen,
and I’m not addicted to you; you’re not a drug.
I wouldn’t bleed out if you were ripped away,
You’re not some essential organ.
You’re not here to maintain me, sustain me, or keep me alive.
But the truth is I want you.
And I hope I always do.
I want you the way astronauts want the stars,
And sailors long for the sea.
Because wanting is choosing,
and needing is greedy,
And believe me when I tell you I want you
With all of my heart.
The truth is I want everything about you,
I want every little thing.
I want to ruffle the curly hair you sometimes hate,
And kiss the nose you say looks too big in photographs.
Swallowtail !SHORT STORY, CRIT PLEASE!SwallowtailSwallowtail !SHORT STORY, CRIT PLEASE!3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Singing. Tane heard singing. A mournful sound - lovely and feminine but imperfect: it cracked on the high notes. He couldn't make out the words. The way the melody would swell and fall reminded him of a gurgling stream: each falter and crack a pebble beneath the water's surface. He crouched a little bit lower, keeping to his shield of foliage. The singing wasn't important Tane couldn't afford any distractions. Focus was key.
He took a gentle bare-footed step to the left, his movement absolutely silent. He slipped over moss-covered roots and newly sprouted mushrooms, keeping to the shadows, soundless as a spirit. He was nearing the hut. Others had treaded this path none of them ever returned. Tane would be different.
Tane's older brother, Mao, once swore he'd seen dismembered limbs hung from the oaks in the Southern forest. Tane remembered ho
GAME: Hawk's DreamlandStart:GAME: Hawk's Dreamland3 years ago in Settings More Like This
You sit up and rub your eyes, to adjust to the new place you've found yourself in. Somehow, you've entered Hawk's dreams. Will you make it out alive? You're sitting on a lush and grassy hill, which turns into an ominous looking forest trail at its base.
-Walk along the trail, go to 3
-Stay sitting on the hill, go to 7
1 After stumbling along the small trail, you emerge into a clearing dotted with gravestones. You read some of them "Hope" and "Purity" and "Love" are written on them.
-Terrified, run back to the main trail, go to 10
-Keep reading them, go to 5
2 Fast as you can, you run from the zombie. But he flings one of his knives at you, hitting you in the leg, injuring you. He then eats you alive. Game over.
3 You bravely step down from the hill, and into the chilling forest trail. Walking along the trail, in deathly silence, you come to a fork in the road.
-Keep walking straight, go to 6
-Take the turn, go to 11
4 Still sitting on the hill...... A growling sounds behind you,
AnorexiaI can feel your screaming, your needs, your pain.Anorexia3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I fear your desire.
Take it all in,
Throw it back out.
What did you do to her?
Did you not notice her beauty?
Be like them.
Skin and bones.
That is the image of perfection.
I want it to vanish,
I need it gone.
Take it away from me.
Lift me up again.
Only to knock me back over.
Pure and white,
Clean and righteous.
Tell me truth,
I only see lies.
Why would you care?
A single glance into the mirror,
Can look like a noose,
If you look through thier eyes.
My Pride Rewrite Chapter 1My Pride Mark TwoMy Pride Rewrite Chapter 15 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Settle down, cubs! That would be my tail, kindly get off it. I said settle down! Why do I bother? If you little vermin can't sit still for one minute, I'm not breathing a word."
"Powerstrike. Don't be rude. They're only cubs and they're excited."
"All right, all right, keep your pretty little claws in, Swiftspring. Well cubs, the story I may tell you if you calm down is about one of the most powerful lions in my lifetime. He wasn't a big lion, but they say his heart was cold as stone and just as hard. The stories tell of a lion with a mane black as the zebra's stripes, and with chilling amber eyes that glowed ever so slightly even in broad daylight. They say, that even the air around him was noticeably cooler all the time because of the cold, precise manner in which he murdered. But of course, since you three can't st
You Promised Me...You Promised Me...2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was a beautiful night. The crisp breeze gently blew, and stirred the long blades of grass in the MeadowClan territory. Pale rays of moonlight lit the ground. A she-cat and a tom were walking together. The black rosettes on the she-cat's white fur shone in the moonlight.
"I love you." purred the jet black tom, his eyes filled with love for his mate.
Leopardmoon, the she-cat, stepped closer to the tom and gently licked his cheek. "Echostorm, I love you, too."
The couple finally arrived at their favorite spot. They laid side by side at the edge of the cliff, watching the stars above twinkle and shine.
"I always like it out here. Just me and you, laying side by side on this cliff," mewed Leopardmoon.
"Yeah. And watching the stars together. And talking to each other for hours," said Echostorm.
Caught in the moment, the two stared into each others eyes, as a gentle wind swirled around the couple, shielding them from the rest of th
Lives: TFSTL prologueLives: TFSTL prologue6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
The first step to light
The sky was a deep pink, splashed with yellow and red light as the sun set over the world. Above in the clouds, the heaven was calm, quiet and peaceful. In fact, if you had not known any better, you would have thought the skys were deserted. But there, sitting calmly and gracefully, bent over something he was working on, was Arfed. The lord of all things living. The magnificent lion was hunched over something he was working on, which was unlike him. Normally this bold and peace loving lion would be charging around the skys, checking and scanning the horizon for anything evil looking. But his furrowed brow and clenched teeth told that maybe he had already spotted it. He muttered something unrecognisable to himself, and a massive burst of light engulfed him and the clouds around him. The light was brilliant yellow, and was warm and full of strange noises and even voices as it flooded the heaven. Then, as quickly as it had appeared, it di
Forever" And all I want is to watch the world fall apart with you," she whispered.Forever3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He stared out into the darkness. Her body was warm on his shoulder. Her breathing, smooth and calm in his ear.
The sky was enormous. Stars shimmered like shards of broken glass. The two of them sat together in the charcoal sky, with that bull-dozed horizon and those freshly cut trees. In the frosty moonlight, the stumps looked like barrels of a thousand silver pistols. Clouds drifted from his lips.
"Maybe you already have," he sighed, his eyes were dull and cold, "Nothing lasts forever."
He lifted a cigarette to his lips and the smoke he exhaled choked the air and climbed into the sky. She watched it go. Wondered if souls looked like smoke.
The glass sky began to melt. She felt heavier. There was buzzing in her ears.
The smoke fell back to earth. It sunk into the gro
Brokenstars final deathBrokenstars final death4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Brokenstar wandered aimlessly in the Dark Forest. He looked up, the thick foliage of the trees blocking his view of the moon. He snorted.
Place of No Stars...Makes sense.
He kept padding on, thinking of his plan...And how it had failed. Ivypaw was so easily manipulated...And still he had failed, just because Tigerheart. The stupid turncoat of a tom. He snorted. What kinds of Clan cats were Tigerstar recruiting?
He sat down at the base of an oak, flicking his crooked tail. That stupid, stupid tail...So humiliating. The name Brokentail mocked him, filling him with even more hatred.
"Clans." He snorted. "Just groups of stupid, no-good cats." He sighed. The Dark Forest, he thought, was brimming with the most intellegent and cunning of the Clan cats. And it was well where he belonged.
"Ah, Brokentail...It's been a while." A huge, muscular brown tabby stepped from the undergrowth, his yellow eyes glowing with hostility and hatred.
"Raggedstar...?" Brokenstar stood, surprised, but glar
The DreamerThe Dreamer1 year ago in Drama More Like This
It has not been long since I returned to Equestria…since the darkness of Nightmare Moon was banished from me. A few years may seem long to one, but compared to a thousand years in exile, it feels like but a moment. Only a breath since I awoke from that nightmare. I awoke to a world far different than the one I had known so long ago. Perhaps in this world, I would find the love and acceptance I felt I had been denied.
The memories of that nightmare, as the queen of darkness, still haunt me. But there are bittersweet memories from before that time…They cause me pain as well. My elder sister has advised me to open up about them – perhaps it will bring me closure. And so it is that I write this tale.
It is the story of the dreamer.
A century ago, I ruled over the ponies of Equestria with my sister. Princess of the Night was my role. With it came many duties – the governing of the stars and moon, the partnered ruling over disputes and crimes in the