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.:Springtime Innocence:.~~~ Uchafu the tyro warrior! Chafu had been playing that in her head the entire day, dreaming of when she became a sentry tyro. Somdey it will happen.. Her thoughts had distracted her from he path that she had forgotten she was going to the waterhole. Instead she took a detour down to the border of the tribes.
Kibanzi skipped along the border, her mom had been off hunting for herbs and she knew that nobody would miss her at camp so she decided to go on a walk. She chased after a little lizard, planning on catching it and eating it. How do lizards taste? We'll just have to find out, she said, grinning mischievously. She pounced, her paws landing on the little reptile. It scrambled out from under her paw, "Darn!"
Chafu halted her sauntering as she heard a noise across the border. She perked her ears and turned her head to the sound. She then caught sight of a cheetah, a small cub. Chafu grinned and fell back into a relaxed stance, hackles falling and tail wagging playfully. She had never
Terrestre Somnium, Part III-II
"Terrestre Somnium, Part III-II" Version 1.1
Written by: Fawkes, Throne Zwei, Werechu, and Wrathofautumn
Formatted and Edited by: Wrathofautumn
Wrath: The scouting parties all came back aboard the Poseidon, with news just as grim as Forrest's team brought. As the highest ranking Chimeras, Forrest, Peter, and Jack were present at the meeting to represent their kind. Meanwhile, the other officers talked amongst themselves about the news.
The Admiral spoke once again to Ensign Forrest, "You're certain of this, Ensign?"
Forrest answered back firmly. "Yes, sir. Every patrol is reporting Hammerhead fleets in every area within a 40 km radius. There is no place currently unwatched."
"Thanks to that rather dazzling display from your companion there, however, they may track their way back to us." Motley said in a sneering undertone, eyes directed towards the Lugia.
Werechu: Peter sent Motley a very chilling psychic image that involved stuff tha
Run to the RainThe dirt was dry and cracked under Cheetah's paws. The tiny specks wedged themselves between his sore paws. He did not care, he was already caked in the brown dust; he did not mind a bit more.
The rain should have come already, but the sky was still clear and the sun shone bright. The spotted feline cursed at the large sky orb for making the days hot and miserable. His hunts were postponed to the very edges of daylight and even in the dead of night, when the hyenas came. It was dangerous for a lone cheetah, tired and hungry, to wander into the hunt of the hyenas. It was wrong, for a mighty hunter, have to scrounge the barren lands during the wet season. The lands were supposed to be flooded; yet, the life giving liquid had not fallen from the sky on time this year.
Hunger, thirst and tired were all Cheetah knew now. He thought he would be done with that for another season, but him, like the other animals and plants, was wrong. He barely made by with the few dead wildebeest, dead hippos
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