Its perfectly fine if you guys go again, I am going to make more threads so check those out too please!

A mouse scuttled along the forest floor, occasionally stopping to sniff the air for any sign of predators. Then it came to a large clearing, and quickly scanned the skies for Nytekrie before dashing across lush glade. It reached its destination, a maple tree with leaves of bronze and silver. It paused at the base, quickly sniffing for any signs of danger. A musky, but feint scent filled its nose, it had a tang to it that the mouse did not quite recognize. The mouse looked away from the tree and scanned the clearing, but found nothing. It turned back around only to be met by a pair of fierce looking fangs and a slobbering mouth.

(Design the thing that ate the mouse)

heres one you'll have fun with, a different form, but still:

Here you go! (Please pm me!)

Sometimes I just lay there, staring at the clouds while the rest of my herd is off grazing and racing. My mother doesn't notice I'm different from the rest, but I do. The others like playing and running, but I like to gaze at things and notice tiny details about them. Every once in a while, another sylestia will come and ask me to play, but most of them think I'm too 'strange'.

Just for fun! (And one above)





The floating Seleste unfolded his wings and disapered into the shadows of the night. (Should be a fabled Seleste)

He padded gently trough the ruff grass of his kingdom. He was hungry and the dry season had driven most of the prey to the edge of his territory and there were no young ones to hunt. This was going to put his years of experience to the test.

Tonight was the night, the final battle. As a mother, the sylesti worried for her children. Were they really safe here in camp? All the Warriors were already marching across the plains, crossing into enemy territory.

800 years. That was how old the Sylesti was. Eternity is along time, when you must spend it alone. he didn't know if he wanted to live for eternity but, as someone he knew once said, "we are all hanging by a string waiting to drop. but we do not cut the string, for fear of what is next." Was the Sylesti afraid of death? Yes, he was. Is there such thing as eternity? even he, the Sylesti, was easily puncture, though he could not die of any natural means. He supposed if there was an end of the world, he would see it, one day.

I can't help myself...

She huddled in her cave, chains biting at her flesh. The Sylesti was shivering with cold. She could not understand the humans. Some brought her fresh food. Others locked her up because she had large claws. It was strange the differences between creatures of the same species. She wished deeply that her cubs would survive the stormy winds that she could feel right outside her cave. They were her last hope of survival. She pawed the floor over and over again...
(I would recommend using a Morkko for this because of the broken shackles mutation but you do not have to)