First, I would like to quickly thank Angelkitty77 for helping me with the story, with the name and some design choices.
This is a Sylestian story about the life of a Puffadore in a wild Puff tribe.
The main character, Quentin, gets lost in the Sylestian wilderness, and thinks there is no hope. But then, he finds a Puffadore tribe. Not saying much else due to spoilers.
Please don't copy my story or characters, I wouldn't like it if anyone stole my designs/story ideas. Please credit if you use anything from the story/any characters. |
CHAPTER 1
I'm going to die out here, no one will find me... Quentin thought as he walked through the wilderness, nearly tripping over multiple twigs as he nervously walked along.
He stopped to look at a pretty flower, but then realised, it was a fly trap, and it snapped Quentin's ear. The small Puffadore yelped in pain.
Once he stopped yelping, he carried on. He had no idea where his family is, or who they actually are. When Quentin hatched, he got left behind by accident. The first thing he ever saw was his family running from something, but what? He always wondered what they were running from that day.
He looked into the distance, and saw what looked like a Puffadore group, a tribe maybe? He nervously tried to walk past the tribe without being seen, but failed.
A kind of orange male Puffadore, who looked the same age as Quentin, raced up to him.
"Hello! You're a new face, what's your name? I'm Oscar!" The Puffadore said with a bubbly and exited tone, as he had never met any other Puffadore's apart from the ones in his tribe.
"I'm Quentin... I'm kinda lost..." Quentin replied quietly, sounding very nervous.
"You lost, 'eh? Well, where'd you come from?" Oscar asked.
"Well, the thing is, I don't actually know where I came from..." Quentin replied, and looked down at his paws.
"Well, I'd tell you just to walk backwards and you'll find it, but you don't know where you came from...I'll show you the way to our tribe! You'll fit right in!" Oscar said to Quentin, his voice going from mildly serious to very bubbly. and walked towards the tribe with him.
They arrived at the tribe, and a lot of people looked at Quentin with a confused look. He felt nervous, as he is very shy and has never been stared at by so many others before.
"Oscar, who did you bring into the tribe?" Charles asked Oscar, with a serious expression and tone of voice.
"This is Quentin, he was lost, so I brought him here!" Oscar replied with his usual bubbly tone.
"Well then, he can join our tribe if he wants, but he better not be a trouble maker, we don't want any of those lurking around our tribe causing havoc," Charles said.
"I guess I'll join the tribe, I have nowhere else to go anyways..." Quentin mumbled.
"Cool! I'll show you around!" Oscar said, and ran towards 2 other female Puffadore's, one slightly older than them, and the other the same age, the older one looking similar to Oscar, and the other one looking kind of similar to the tribe leader.
"Oscar, what happened THIS time? And who is this?" The slightly older one said in an annoyed tone.
"This is Quentin! My new best friend, so nyeh Sylvie!!" Oscar said to his older sister Sylvie.
"So Quentin, this is Sylvie, my older sister, and my other friend 'Bellsy'." He said.
"Don't call me Bellsy you eggplant!!" Arabella shouted, looking a bit embarrassed.
"Be nice you guys, you don't wanna scare Quentin here away from the tribe!" Oscar said in a slightly whiny tone.
Quentin looked at the 3. So that's what it's like to have friends, interesting... he thought to himself. |
