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  1. Finished writing this with only 4% battery on my phone yay-
  2. Cane picked berries, quietly humming to himself. Lupo and King were off doing other things. Canes only regret about joining the Tribe Of Sun was that his brothers met new people, and had less time for him. Cane was half sure Lupo had a huge crush on Mira, the dark furred, quiet creature. Meanwhile King was absolutely livid at Fenris for making him have to put up with Fess, the Princess from far away. Fess was spoilt, and always wanted things to be done for her. Thankfully King had no patience for lazy creatures, and made her get the things she wanted herself. It made them both be very annoyed with each other, but no one else wanted to deal with Fess, so until her tribe came for her, King was stuck with her. And during all that, Cane mostly kept to himself. He had wanted to make friends, he really had, but whenever he had to talk to someone, he got nervous, and his paws shook for no reason at all. But it wasn't like that with his brothers? Cane didn't understand it, but he preferred to be alone anyway. Suddenly, a pink creature with red markings ran right past him, laughing all the way. Cane gave a small yelp, dropping his berries. Who was that? The creature whipped around to face him. 'Do you have anywhere I could hide?' her eyes glinted mischievously. 'I-I uh... under the bush?..' Cane stammered out, still tense. 'Thanks.' she grinned, diving under the bush. Cane dropped the berries he had picked up again. Another creature passed by, she looked a lot like the sister of the one hiding under the bush. 'Where did she go?!' The creature asked. Cane pointed in a random direction. 'Thanks.' she said as she ran off. 'W-who even are you?' Cane said as soon as the other creature was out of sight. 'Im Cheri.' Cheri grinned, peeking out from under the bush. 'Thanks for hiding me. I think I owe Meda a couple of berries.' she laughed. Cane eased up a little. 'No problem.' Cane smiled faintly. 'I'm Cane.' 'Pretty name.' she smiled back. 'I need to go, Meda will have figured out I'm not there by now.' and she darted out from under the bush and ran off. Cane didn't really know what to think of her. ~ The night passed calmly, but in the morning, just as Lilits first child is born, two bearyena attack. Meda and Shee run from the first, larger one, but Lupo, Mira, Fenris and Zephyr team up to fight the second one. They all fight together, trying to knock the bearyena into the waves, but this one is stronger than most. It slashes Mira across the chest, knocking her into the water with a cry. Cheri rushes over as fast as she can, not wanting to see her two best friends hurt. Just as she's about to leap off the tree stump and throw the bearyena onto the ground, it happens. The bearyena leaps onto Fenris, and he only has time to give a strangled cry before it claws his face, killing him instantly. Cheri gives a roar of rage, ready to fight, but Zephyr takes it down from behind, giving the killing blow. Lupo rushes to Mira, to help her get a healing fruit. Cheri helps bury her friend, weeping loudly. Fenris was like a brother to her, and now he was gone. Shee and Meda had thankfully managed to run from the bearyena, and had gotten back to the tribe safely. ~ During the whole battle that Lilit couldn't help with, she had a kit. The kit was bright red, with an intimidating claw and brown horns. Lilit had already decided on a name beforehand. Ifi wasn't here because he was busy. Or so he said. 'You will be such a strong leader, Neoki.' Lilit purred, wrapping her tail around her daughter.
  3. Goofy
  4. This was actually really funny lol (I thought you were BirbMaster the entire time am I stupid-)
  5. 'Does that happen all the time?' Thief asked. He was still bitter about the whole 'finding out he had killed someone' thing, but he decided to shelve that for later. He had no clue who this nicheling was, and why their scar did that, but Guiding might know. Thief tried to give a reassuring smile. 'Don't worry, I know you've only been here for a little while, but I'm sure your scar will stop doing that soon.' He sounded more sure than he felt.
  6. If you tell me to kick a soccer ball to the person ahead of me, I will miss so bad and kick the ball into ohio I cant aim-
  7. I think that's a cool idea too, but I think I'll reveal all my characters backstory here first, then maybe I'll go back and do your rp? (or something like that)
  8. 'I don't understand how you not being there to help is your fault.' Thief said softly. 'To blame you for something you couldn't have prevented... Its wrong.' Thief didn't want to invade Sharps personal space or anything, but when a couple of tears rolled down his friends face, Thief gave him a quick hug, wrapping his feathery tail around Sharp for a second. 'Don't ever blame yourself for something you couldn't have possibly helped with.' Thief was kind of surprised that he was saying all these things, he wasnt used to being the comforting one, but he wanted to help his friend, make Sharp a bit happier again. His head snapped towards where the new nicheling was. 'Is she always almost dying, or does she just do this around us?' he said, exasperated. She was fainted, and after a little while when she still didn't wake up. 'Maybe we should bring her to the others. They've been here much longer than we have, Guiding will know what to do with her.' Thief tried to heft her onto his back, but his paw gave out, and he fell back down.
  9. *sends help in the form of chicken fingers*
  10. MOD is Andromedas aunt!!1!1!?? REAL?1??1 3 AM NOT CLICKBAIT! 1!!1??
  11. Thief shivered for a second. He felt sick. No, that wasn't true. It couldn't be. He hadn't killed anyone. He wouldn't have. Or would he? 'Well, you forget simple words after a while of being here, you'll probably forget things too in a little while.' He said quietly. 'and the nicheling I talked to earlier, the one who wanted to know what murderer meant won't be too happy.' He gave a nervous laugh. He didn't want anyone to suspect that it was him who was called a murderer. So he lied. Thief had already decided for himself that whoever he was when he was alive, he wasn't a good nicheling. But there must have been something, something that had caused him to kill someone. If he was anything like he was now, he was sane. A strong determination filled him. He would find out who he was if it was the last thing he was going to do. Suddenly, Sharps eyes flashed a deep blue. Probably a memory. When Sharp was 'awake' again, he looked very upset, though he tried to hide it. 'We should probably get back to the others.' He said quickly. He pointed with his paw towards where the others were, so the new nicheling could find their way. Then he quickly walked up to Sharp. 'You okay?' Thief whispered, concern in his eyes.
  12. Facepalm (Ha!)
  13. YOU HAVE THE POWER OF MOD MOD NOW!
  14. Thief's eyes opened wide. Well, at least now he was sure thief didn't mean a good thing. But this nicheling might know something about the other words in his dream as well. He didn't steal things when he was alive, right? Wasn't that wrong? Why would he do wrong things? 'What about, what about murderer? And liar? What do those mean?' he asked, pretending he didn't really care, that he picked these words off of someone else. He forced himself not to look at Sharp, just in case Sharp knew what the words meant, and they meant something awful, and Sharp had guessed that Thief was all those awful things. No you're not. He forced himself to think. You're probably not that bad. Once you find your memories, there will be an explanation. But what if he was a bad nicheling? What if he was forgotten because nobody cared, and for a good reason? What if nobody had loved him, because there was nobody to love someone as awful as him? Thief's paws shook slightly, and he didn't seem to notice.
  15. Thief yelped as the spirit screamed, and smoke erupted from the scar. He had no idea how she was doing this, but he didn't need to know. Run run run run run. He felt panic rising in him, an instinctive need to survive, regardless of what might happen to others if he ran. The feeling felt familiar. He decided not to pay attention to it. He limped closer, trying to make his paws stop shaking. He was right next to her now. 'What's happening to you?! How can I help!?' he asked. And how in the heck are you doing this?!
  16. Same!
  17. Thief broke out of the forest to find the weird spirit just sitting there, trails of smoke escaping from it. 'Are you okay?' he called out, not really wanting to get any closer. Sharp finally got out of the forest as well, a little bit behind Thief. Should he bring this spirit to guiding? 'What are we supposed to do?' he asked Sharp nervously.
  18. I remember you just pm'd me 'Chicken finger' like bro I was so confused 😭😭-
  19. (I misspelt fat and it autocorrected to gay-)
  20. Fat glowy cat ❤️
  21. Also you don't mind If I react to your posts one by one? (if you do then I'll stop)
  22. 'Maybe if we both sleep forever we'll get all our memories back!' Thief laughed, back to his usual self. 'And don't worry about being overprotective. I am pretty useless in terms of being able to take care of myself.' He heard the scream as well, and jumped. 'I mean, I guess we should help!?' he said, having absolutely no idea what to do. He ran towards where the scream was coming from.
  23. Thief felt a pang of guilt in him. He barely knew the spirit, but of course he had ruined something of hers by sobbing like a little cub. He looked down at his paws. Then back up at Sharp. 'Thanks for... Thanks for looking for me. When I ran off. I wasn't really thinking, I didn't know the way back.' He said, slightly embarrassed. He was glad Sharp was here anyway. If he wasn't, then Thief would have to deal with the rude nicheling by himself. The memory of the awful dream was still in the back of his mind. Should he tell Sharp? No! Hissed his thoughts. He'll hate you as well!
  24. Thief snapped his head up, seeing Sharp before him. 'Fine! Fine, I'm f-fine.' He stammered out an automatic response. He felt anything but fine, but ah well. 'I uh, I was just..' Thief struggled to come up with a good lie. He hated lying to basically his only friend. He knew the feeling of lying to someone he cared about was very familiar. It felt terrible. 'I just had a dream.' He mumbled, settling for the truth. He didn't need to tell Sharp about it, didn't need to bother his friend. 'You can stay, it's.. I don't want you to leave.' the thought of being alone again in this forest scared him more than telling Sharp his dream. Being alone. For some reason he hated being alone, and yet with a group of more than 3 nichelings, he got nervous! Suddenly, another spirit approached. She didn't look the least bit friendly, but Thief picked himself up, and tried to make himself smile anyway. It didn't work. Thief let Sharp stand in front of him. Sharp was much stronger anyway. He didn't have a useless paw. 'Sharp, wait.' Thief muttered. 'We should probably run, if this is the spirits tree.' He knew it sounded cowardly, but what was the point of fighting? He pushed himself out from behind his friend and forced himself to speak. Compared to Sharp, he looked small and squeaky. 'We don't mean you any harm! We'll leave if you want us to leave!' he said quickly. But the conversation had already strayed to the strange nichelings scar. She knew where she got hers, even though it looks like she hadn't been here for a while. She probably didn't get it because nichelings hated her. He thought bitterly. Those nichelings in the dream weren't even aiming to kill him, because he was much bigger here than in the dream. They just aimed to break his paw so it couldn't be repaired, for whatever reason. Thief stood right next to Sharp, waiting for the strange spirits answer.
  25. Thief was standing in a circle of nichelings. They all towered over him. The biggest one, she was grey, was yelling at him. The others were too. Liar. Thief. Coward. Murderer. He cried for them to stop, but they wouldn't listen. There was another nicheling in the crowd, that wasnt yelling. It was the nicheling from his memory, the one he chased across the water. He could see them clearer now, they had a heat body, a feathered tail and bright yellow and black fur. He still couldn't see their face. He called for the nicheling to help him, to not let the others hurt him. But the nicheling looked so sad, so lost, and they turned away. They grey nicheling came closer. 'This is what you deserve. Goodbye.' she snarled, lifting her paw. Another nicheling held out Thief's left paw, even though he struggled. Suddenly, the grey nicheling hit Thief's paw as hard as she could, and it hurt so much, and his head spun... Thief woke up, shivering. He needed to get away. Away. He struggled to stand up, and ran into the forest, he ran and ran, past the stream, and a wierd old trunk. He found a tree with roots that curled, so he tucked himself away under it. He covered his face with his feathered tail, so no one would see his bright eyes, and find him. He sobbed quietly, the horridness of the memory still fresh in his mind. The more he remembered about himself, the more he realised maybe he didn't want to know who he was.
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