Cow of the Wild - Chapter 3CHAPTER 3 Wolf CowCow of the Wild - Chapter 33 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
Cow of the Wild - Chapter 1Chapter 1 Child's PlayCow of the Wild - Chapter 14 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 2CHAPTER 2 I DARE YOUCow of the Wild - Chapter 24 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.
Unexpected Friend-Prologue-Unexpected Friend-Prologue-5 years ago in Romance More Like This
A brown she-cat ran with a kit in her mouth. It was raining hard, very hard. The she-cat looked desperate. She turned around as the sound of Alley Cats came out of there trash cans. She ran, shye had to get her kit to safety.
I regret doing this, why did I have kittens, and only one survived. The little kitten was fasten with a collar that read Sammy. The mother cat ran into a Housefolk yard.
She ran because her Housefolk wanted to take her kit away, send it to the vet, where her little kit could go anywhere. The mother cat wanted to bring her to a safer place. She saw her old childhood friend's Nest. Her friend would understand why she is doing this.
She went up to the door, placed her kit down, and meow. Her friend, and beautiful silver tabby, came out of the cat door. She gasped, "Dutches, why have you come? Who's kit is this?" Dutches nodded to her friend in a welcome, "I broug
Forever" And all I want is to watch the world fall apart with you," she whispered.Forever4 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
Drama Class ScriptDRAMA THING SCRIPT DRAFT 1Drama Class Script6 years ago in Scripts & Screenplays More Like This
[One Light comes on, to show Lydia (my character) huddled against the wall, staring off into space]
[The rest of the lights go up as the Nurse appears from backstage]
[The nurse puts down a bowl with a spoon in it]
Nurse: Good evening Lydia. How's my favorite patient today? [Happy/spoken as if talking to a small child]
Lydia: [says nothing and stares into space]
Nurse: This is mushroom soup, your favorite.
Lydia: [Takes the soup and starts eating]
Nurse: Okay Sweetie, I'll let you eat your soup. Maybe we'll have a nice chat tomorrow? Does that sound good? [same tone as before]
Lyida: [just eats her soup]
Nurse: [Sighs sadly, gets up, and leaves to go back stage]
Lydia: [Eats her soup for a couple of seconds, looks around, then puts the bowl down and gets up to address the audience]
Lydia: [looks around a whispers] I don't like that nurse. She talks and talks, but she never says anything.
Where Dreamers Go To DieStocking shelves with ketchup like old men stock wine cellars,Where Dreamers Go To Die5 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.
My Pride Rewrite Chapter 1My Pride Mark TwoMy Pride Rewrite Chapter 16 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
I Don't Need YouI Don’t Need YouI Don't Need You2 years 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.
In Sickness [Chapter 1]The decision to listen to my heart, instead of Rick Grimes, was the best decision I ever made. I mean, it certainly got me places; I moved to Australia with my dream girl! Ha, the zombies would take forever to get here! But what if they're already...In Sickness [Chapter 1]2 years ago in Drama More Like This
Ya know, I consider myself a guy who's prepared for just about anything. Natural disaster, government collapse, zombie apocalypse... But I've never been prepared for anything like this...
Something was wrong with Jasmine today.She never really tells me when something's wrong, but she didn't feel like going out with her parents; she didn't even get dressed.
"Jasmine?" I sat at the kitchen table next to her.
"Of course! Why wouldn't I be?" She said, before she threw up.
"Okay, maybe I'm not..."
I helped her onto the couch and offered her some water, but her trembling hands dropped the cup, getting her clothes wet.
I helped dry her off and we sat together until her parents ca
Sometimes I Lose ThingsSometimes I lose things.Sometimes I Lose Things3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sometimes it's little things.
Things like my ipod or my keys.
Bobby pins and chapsticks often evanesce without warning or cause.
Sometimes I lose bigger things.
Things like my favorite sweater or my school bag.
Things like the reason I came into a room,
Or the memories of what I had for breakfast that morning.
Sometimes I lose my train of thought, or the point I was trying to make or an idea.
Sometimes I lose arguments.
Sometimes I lose friends.
I like to think all the things I lose go to the same place.
A plain white place full of hair ties and dollar store bracelets,
And I like to think they all wait there, patiently.
Wait there to be found.
One day I lost my passion.
It floated away like a helium balloon drifting toward the sun.
But I couldn't let it go.
I chased it into the sky,
Past the moon and the stars and the milky-way,
I followed it into the white place,
I faced a sea of bobby pins and hair ties and chap-sticks.
I faced all those lost arguments and id
Alari's FamilyAlari's Family5 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Grand Father: Unnamed
Grand Mother: Unnamed
Lupis's FamilyLupis's Family5 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Grand Father: Vadar
Great Aunt: Ying-Yang
2nd Cousins: Zero
three unnamed pups
*Moonscar (Yin-Yang's mate)
Warrior Cat Chat 8Warrior Cat Chat 86 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
WARRIOR CAT CHAT ROOM #8
Ya-Im-blind-;-so-what-? Has entered the Chatroom
Ya-Im-blind-;-so-what-?: Yes! I got here before any moderators!
Color*Med*Kitty*Storm has entered the chatroom
Color*Med*Kitty*Storm: *death glare*
Ya-Im-blind-;-so-what-?: -rn. Sorry maam didnt know it was you maam
Color*Med*Kitty*Storm: thats what I thought
I_get_all_the_gurls_ has entered the chatroom
I_get_all_the_gurls_: Hey guys! Whats up-
Color*Med*Kitty*Storm: BACK STRAIGHT! HEAD BACK! LOOK ME IN THE EYE! DONT STUMBLE SOLDIER!
(As Colorstorm rambles on)
I_get_all_the_gurls_: Um, can someone explain this?
Ya-Im-blind-;-so-what-?: Yeah, well, ysee, she found my stick, Gerald, which is where I hide my catmint, and she sorta ate some. And shes been like this ever since.
I_get_all_the_gurls_: You hide catmint in a stick? Named Gerald?
Ya-Im-blind-;-so-what-?: What? No! Its pronounc
An American Tail V: Ch 1 Part 1An American Tail V: Ch 1 Part 13 years ago in Drama More Like This
The year is 1903, Fievel is 17 years older than when his family first moved to the States. Fievel now 23 years of age, is riding a train back to New York City. He is riding in a little box located under a car where mice such as himself can take a trip along side the humans and safe from them as well. He looks out the window and sees a beautiful red sky sunset. The site of this reminded him of when he was still a little kid and sitting by former sheriff Wylie as they both watch the sunset. He begins to remember more and more about his childhood while he stayed west. Like the times when he went out to the deserts when he was 13, or the times when he attended high school for the first time, to the time when he graduated from college. Now he decides to move back to NYC to begin a new life for himself. His sister Tanya now 25 years old is a singer/actress living in New York City as well. His friend Tony Toponi, he had not seen him in a while. Though they were writing to each other as Fievel
Luna's FamilyLuna's Family5 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Grand Father: Unnamed
Grand Mother: Unnamed
Warriors Name and Clan MakerTired of typing in your name or someone else's name in The New Prophecy Quest just so you can get a good score? *Mudstump, etc.* Bored of playing the "Find your Warrior Name!" game on the Warriors website and always getting a name you don't want? Here's the guide to exactly what first letter to type as your first name and last name in order to get the name you want!Warriors Name and Clan Maker4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
If you want the right name, you need to find the first letter of both the first name and town name. The rest of the name doesn't matter. Each letter corresponds with a different first name and a different town name. So if my name was Vicky and I lived in Kateandcherithrockmysocks, my warrior name would be... Mouseear!
First Name: Vicky
Town Name: Kateandcherithrockmysocks
Warrior Name: Mouseear
A = Hawk
B = Fern
C = Wild
D = Swift
E = Rain
F = Thorn
G = Leaf
H = Mud
I = Loud
J = Bramble
K = Moss
L = Leopard
M = Ripped
N = Bright
O = Running
P = Sand
Q = Dawn
R = Ice
S = Spotted
T = Fire
U = Red
V = Mouse
W = Tige
End of Us (Tribute to Nepeta Leijon)End of UsEnd of Us (Tribute to Nepeta Leijon)3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Don't tell me to run and hide,
I know what's lurking just outside,
Please, don't make me go,
You can't fight the Juggalo,
There I hide in the air vent,
Far enough to mute my lament,
The Juggalo wanted a player to erase,
Aiming an arrow at your face,
He shot an arrow through your leg,
Forcing you to kneel and beg,
The Juggalo had no recollection,
Seeing a smirk in a blue pool of reflection,
Good-bye my dearest Moirail,
Even in death, we'll still be pale,
I'll remember our true friendship,
As I watch your life stain and drip,
I watched your bow bend and break,
It was the sight of a doomed fate,
The thread made your royal noose,
Letting the Juggalo's rage run loose,
Don't die in this horrid death,
You gasped and took one last breath,
Your passing was brutal and vile,
Ending with a crooked smile,
Did I just witness this?
Choking on tears and then a hiss,
I couldn't bid you my farewell,
For that I'll bring him into Hell,
Nothing to lose and nothing to gain,
The Donner Party"Of course it's not alright. Are you mad?!"The Donner Party4 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
A love so strong :warrior fanfic::"..My name is, Talonscar. I am a ancient duskclan warrior.. Well, not too ancient after all, the clan's are still very young. I am the deputy at the time being.. I was to protect my clan with my life. Most cats would live their whole warrior life alone but lucky for me I was one of the lucky one's who was gifted enough to have a mate.. And her name was Berrywhisker, the most beautiful, smartest and most wise cat in the whole of the four territories.. That was until one fateful day that changed me and her life completely.."A love so strong :warrior fanfic::3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
"I was on a border patrol with a few other duskclan warriors, which included Merrytail, Fawnclaw, Swiftfoot and Berrywhisker. I didn't notice at first, but we were being followed by a rival clan patrol that were on 'our' territory but I gathered my thoughts and quickly told my warriors and my mate to perform one of duskclan's deadliest attacks. Which would not only injure or kill the rival cats but, if not done right.. injure or even kill the cats who use it.. We nee
Scarlet River P4 A familiar scent drifted to River’s nose and she opened her eyes. She was in the green-leaf place. The grey tabby she-cat River had seen before was padding toward her.Scarlet River P42 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Hello again, kit.”
“Hello…” River murmured uncertainly.
Amusement lit the she-cat’s blue eyes, but her expression did not change.
“Do not fear. I am an ancestor of yours, and know much about these cats whom you have taken shelter with. You have nothing to fear. In fact, your destiny is now intertwined with that of the clan cats.”
River shuffled her paws in confusion. It was all so strange. The she-cat laughed gently.
“You will understand soon, kit. All will be well if you keep your promise.”
River shivered involuntarily. She did not understand why. The breeze that ruffled her fur was warm and soothing, and the sound of the she-cat's voice was re