Wait, make up a whole story or go based off that one?

Can we write about anything?

Make it up though if you have one you want to base it off of go ahead

It was a summer day, hot, unbearable and absolutely infuriating. Mirabelle truly couldn't stand it. With her hot, thick, luxorious fur.. No. But she didn't have an owner anymore to go to, so.. She was stuck. Fun. The little puffadore gave agrowl, her black and red fur bristling in annoyance as she flounced off towards the shade. Hopefully, hopefully it would get cooler. If it didn't she didn't know what she would do.

As it was, she laid down in the little shade there was. There was shrubbery she could hide under... But get her fur dirty? Get her wondprous decorations mangled and torn? That simply could not happen. Unspeakable. She may be swelteringly hot, but she would never lower herself to such... Disturbing levels. All the animals in the plains and the forests could do that, but she wasn't going to.

Lifting a paw, she batted at a weird shaped bug as it flew too near her. "Go away," she told it, voice low and holding a tone of annoyance tail twitching primly as she swatted at it again, driving it off. 'Gah! If only something interesting would happen!'

"speech" 'thoughts'

Yes write anything just as long as its not inappropriate if it stays related to sylestia may be best but anything goes

Once upon a time in the middle of spring a sad little Puffadore named Mister Puffington sat alone by the fire in his master home. Old Tom, Mr. Puffinton's person, was sick little old man who could no longer battle. So poor Mr. Puffington sat all alone remembering the good times, way back when his owner was young.

Suddenly, though, there came a Knock. Someone was tapping at Old Tom's door.

My breath came quickly, the whole experience was exhilarating. The wind whipped across my face, ruffling my hair as I readjusted my grip on the steering wheel. I counted each heartbeat as the seconds passed. My body was tingling with excitement and anticipation. As the boy carrying the flag stepped out in front of us I smiled, studying his messy brown hair and the checkered flag he carried. "3......2......1....... Go!" The flag dropped and my heart leapt as I stamped on the gas pedal. My Camaro shot forward, not skidding despite the rain. I grinned, as I shot past two other cars, racing through the narrow streets.

Dull. That was the only word that sprang to mind when she pondered the facade of the house she stood before. Her lips gave a slight quirk as she looked impassively over the flat face of the house, the wood a muddy grey brown. So this is home? A quick glance down the street had a stiff wind causing her eyes to tear up and tossing her bright hair over her shoulders. All she saw were muted colours, and all she heard was the low hum of the wind. No one stirred outside their house. No shouts, no cries, no laughter. I guess that's why they call it a ghost town. The girl licked her chapped lips slowly as she hefted her bags, and began her journey to the house's entryway. At least I'll have time here. Time to think. Time to write. As she closed the door behind her, she never even spied the blurry figure behind a grey tree, its own lips curled into a much wider smile than hers.

Mine's a bit long... Oops xD that's what I get for roleplaying all the time.

Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=15548&page=32#318 Author: Entropy Time Posted: 7/17/2014 at 11:13 PM Dull. That was the only word that sprang to mind when she pondered the facade of the house she stood before. Her lips gave a slight quirk as she looked impassively over the flat face of the house, the wood a muddy grey brown. So this is home? A quick glance down the street had a stiff wind causing her eyes to tear up and tossing her bright hair over her shoulders. All she saw were muted colours, and all she heard was the low hum of the wind. No one stirred outside their house. No shouts, no cries, no laughter. I guess that's why they call it a ghost town. The girl licked her chapped lips slowly as she hefted her bags, and began her journey to the house's entryway. At least I'll have time here. Time to think. Time to write. As she closed the door behind her, she never even spied the blurry figure behind a grey tree, its own lips curled into a much wider smile than hers.

All of the intros were great i noticed ones with sylestis were puffadores which I most likey would have used one as well xD.

Everyone can continue on this intro we onto the middle part of the story so its the climax something crazy could happen O.o *wants to see what crazy stuff you guys think of I mean ghost town anything could happen!!!*

You have till 11:28pm