What is he doing...? the hatchling thought, cocking her head. Is that.. some form of hunting? Maybe entertainment? But no one seems entertained, they all seem.. angry. A hunter of her tribe was sinking his claws into the leader, and snarling. "He'll die if you make one move!" he warned. "Come inside, sweetie," the Sylesti's mother said. She turned around and nodded, slipping inside of the den.

The great battle was over, but was it worth it? He limped across the field gazing down at this fallen comrades. He was one of few that survived from his division, most where slaughtered by enemy lighira. All seemed lost until our troop of Griffi had come, but now that the battle was won how long until the world dissolved into chaos?

Next:

(please ping me... can you do both the sun and the moon as well)

sun


Moon


I always remember the story my mother told me, of how the world was once nothing but the void. She also told me about the first light and how it seemed to chase the darkness away. (you can make the void or the first light or both I don't care :P )

Void:


First Light:


sorry I can't write this one down but check out the link
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9XeNJRjXTdE

He rummaged through the discarded junk, paws bleeding deep red onto the cold stone floor. It had to be here! Something, anything to save the mate relying on him. He could feel her pain as if it was his own. Something, anything...

The night air was cool and clear, the full moon shining over the lake. It was the season of the water Lilly's and I was going to try and see what the elders of my village called the spirit of the lake. several hours passed and I was about to go to sleep when it rose from the calm water. It was beautiful.

The sylesti slowly followed the rabbit. He was about to pounce when he was knocked sideways by a heavy force of fur. "Hey!" He yipped in surprise and a tinge of anger, "Get off me!" The sylesti stood up and shook his fur, why did his brother have to ruin everything for him?

And
The
Brother

She padded gently through the forest, thankful for the thick undergrowth that muffled the sounds of her paw constantly thrumming against the ground. Once this place had been her home, but she had left her pack, and would be treated like the rouge that she was if she were to be caught. The bundle of fur that hung from her jaws twitched slightly, so she padded more cautiously, careful not to wake it. She arrived at the middle of the four territories, then finding a place where she could put down the bundle of fur, she glanced around. The full moon hung in the sky above, and darkness swept around her, making the rocks and trees look like horrifying creatures. But, she knew this place would be good for her pup, and with one final glance at the bundle of fur she padded off into the night.