FeralGator

Not a chance. Juu

It certainly wasn't since I'm not mde. TRHS

I only just now noticed my spelling errors up there. Oy vey. TRHS

Nope it's me! I have a bown of cereal and come chocolate milk. Yummy breakfast. ANYWAYS get your butt over here mde

Houndoom

Welcome to Reborn where everyone is reborn into reborn and.... ummm..... hmm.... Yeah I lost track of everything I was saying. But hello! It's very nice to meet you! Have fun here!! 83

Hmmmm as a totem? Probably a cat on the bottom (probs a cheetah or even my cat, Moemoe), a dragon after that, crocodile after that, and then finally an alligator up top. I first associated myself with cats, and I've always loved dragons. However I have found myself much more of a reptilian person than anything else, with gators becoming my top favorite animals. That's why my name and sona are gators. Well.... my name is a fun way to get away with having the name Feraligatr without it being Feraligatr, but it all still works out since my sona is a gator. xDD I would love to hear about your totem! That'd be really neat to know what you've associated yourself with. ouo This cat is actually what my sona looked like when I first designed her. She looked like this for years until I changed her colors. Then I changed her design. Then it was changed again and she became what you see now. ouo

Curse you for knowing that!! TRHS is going to8 be 97thank you Moe for adding numbers to my sentence they really give it an edgy feel.

Kinda? I mean... I can but it's not often. I try to get commissions now instead since I want to make a living off my art. Did you have something in mind?

Yeveltal

Moar art

you my friend are RIGHT! You win..... the knowledge that you were right!!! GO YOU!! 8D Eorza

7/10

DATS WRONG, BETCH! ouo Hi TRHS

I am so sleepy. Can barely stay awake. Juu

I have no idea! We should go to the help desk and see what they might know! Juupoop

So I've been sketching Mightyena heads today to get some practice in with variation. I've got a couple different styles of heads, but this one so far is my favorite: Just look at that flea bitten, tongue lolling, overbite having 'mon. I love'em. <3 I might actually use this one for one of the future characters in 'The Dwellers'. ouo

Chapter 2: The Silence It had been what felt like days since Morrison and Percy lashed out at one another. Time itself seemed to travel barely an inch per second as unease decided to rest itself upon the two Poochyena, making it difficult for a simple hour to feel like a simple hour. Both pups were still next to Albert, their ears back and their eyes barely lifting from the soaked ground. The silence the pack had fallen into was practically devastating for them, making the aftermath even more difficult to bare. Still the pups kept silent, knowing that this tension could easily be ignited once more with the wrong word. Thunder boomed across the sky, scaring the two Poochyena as it had so many times prior. The only difference now was the unmoving bodies of the two pups as they remained practically frozen to the ground. Albert noticed this and sighed, reaching to pull the two closer so they could bury their faces against him. “It’ll be alright boys. We just be havin’ a little scuffle is all. No need te’ be workin’ yerselves up like this,” he cooed. He licked the heads of the pups in hopes of a reaction. It didn’t have to be verbal or anything, just something that Albert could feel relieved by. Percy had spat out so much truth that Albert worried how Johanna and Prince were taking it. Not only was this the first real fight they’d seen between two packmates like this, but it was honestly the first time so much reality was thrown at them. He got no initial reaction, leaving the Mightyena almost clueless as to what to do next. He was a bit surprised when Derek had walked over, giving a little nudge to Prince’s rear end. “...?” Prince looked over to Derek, half surprised at the nudge, and half still lost to Percy’s words. “Everything is going to be explained to you and Johanna. We’ll get you two cleared up on this whole mess,” he tried to assure. “... I hope that dont be meanin’ what I think it do,” protested Albert. His voice remained very calm throughout this so as to not ignite more flames. He watched Derek carefully, making sure to keep aware as to the beta’s body language. He watched a small smile grow on his face, listening intently as Derek responded. “Unfortunately, it most likely does. We can’t keep them in the dark forever Albert. You of all our packmates know this.” Derek felt saddened as Albert sighed, looking to the pups before giving them both a lick atop their heads. “.... It was going to happen sooner or later.” “I know…. I just be wishin’ it were later.” Euca barely paid the beta and Albert any mind, instead working on grooming Percy’s matted and bloodied fur. He made a few glances over to Morrison, who had refused to be tended to and merely remained at Dahlia’s side just as he’d been prior. Euca didn’t even dare to speak to him yet. Morrison’s hope had been sent through a shredder during that fight, leaving the Mightyena seemingly lost to them. It was worrisome to say the least. “I don’t know why the alpha is keeping that sack of flesh alive…” started Percy in a hushed voice. “Percy!” answered Euca quickly through the same pitch. “I mean it! Look… it’s obvious that Dahlia isn’t going to get better. You think it doesn’t affect me? It does. However… I’m not so hung up over her like Morrison that I let it cloud my vision. He needs to let her go. He’s only prolonging her suffering…” while Percy’s words were harsh, his voice held hints of something that only Euca was able to really pick up on. With a sigh, Euca just continued to groom, chatting softly with his friend as they exchanged their views on the current situation. Night trudged on for the pack, as did the storm. It seemed almost never ending for everyone as each member found sleep to be unattainable. They only spoke to certain other members every so often, each discussion barely audible to anyone outside of whisper range. The only ones that said nothing throughout the entirety of the night were Killa, Prince, Johanna, Thorn, and Morrison. They remained silent, keeping to themselves out of fear, anger, sadness, forlorn, and contempt. As morning slowly drew near, the storm seemed to begin subsiding. The lightning was but a memory by this point; faint thunder the only thing remaining as a distant reminder of what had consumed the sky for nearly two full days. There was still a bit of rainfall, but nothing like earlier. What had been a downpour was turning into a soft drizzle, almost like the sky itself was trying to soften the blow the pack had felt. Morrison looked up, eyes wide and teeth clenched together. “Dahlia… Dahlia please drink! The rain is almost gone..! Please…. please drink before it’s all gone…” he pleaded softly. He pressed his head against the weakened female’s shoulder, his own tears starting to form. “We can’t lose you too. We just can’t..” Johanna and Prince were looking over to Morrison as he pleaded, their attention diverted from what still danced around in their heads. In a way it was a relief for them. They hadn’t really had much to talk about to try and keep Percy’s words from echoing over and over, pushing themselves deeper and deeper down the brother’s throats. Albert and Derek also watched, both saddened by the scene before them. They had no clue how to help Morrison through this. Percy just ignored the pitiful whimpers while Euca half ways listened in. Killa like always, remained silent while Thorn reacted through simple ear twitches. “You can get through this… I know you can…!” It took a lot for Derek to walk over, giving Morrison a gentle lick on his shoulder. “Just please try to drink. Show everyone how strong you are…” “Morrison…” “Just show them..!” “Morrison…” “What?” Finally, Morrison turned away from Dahlia. His eyes were bloodshot and shiny from his tears. Derek could see how vast and deep the pools of dread and sorrow were the very second his eyes locked onto them. It was daunting to say the least. The beta had lost his voice for a second, trying to regain his composure to look from the distraught Mightyena over to the sickly one. “You know that… that she won’t make it? You know that what Percy said… well what he meant…. that he wasn’t wrong?” Derek sat next to Morrison as he spoke, his voice soft and in a sense, very calming. His words almost felt healing to those that heard them. Even if it hurt, there was just something about the way Derek held himself right now that seemed to give off calming waves of energy. Morrison looked slowly back to Dahlia, seeing her fickle frame barely moving in its weak and pathetic attempts to suck in air. For the first time, Morrison could truly see the state of the female he constantly tried to encourage. It hurt him even more to see her like this, skinny and weak. Indents across her frame revealed her ribs and spine, her legs barely even looking like legs anymore. “You need to let her go Morry. You need to let your sister finally rest.” Morry… the nickname that Dahlia always called him back when she was healthy; Back when she had the strength to play and hunt, to joke and laugh… to see and breath. Derek watched as his friend gently placed his head against Dahlia’s side one last time. The wolf tried to hold back his tears as he felt his sister’s breath fading. He wasn’t ready to let her go. He wasn’t ready to lose another family member. Morrison remained like that, even after the last breath had been taken. He knew that his sister had been gone for days now, her body just barely trudging along behind her. Her suffering was over, and her pups were now again with the mother that life had initially denied them of. Still, in Morrison’s heart, he cried for her to come back. Despite knowing all of this and having witnessed the pain she was in for so long, he still wanted her back. Derek went to lay down beside the sobbing Mightyena to keep him company as the rest remained in their silence. Johanna had pressed his face deep into Albert’s fur while Prince watched the scene before them. He could hear his brother’s whimpers coming through Albert’s scruff despite how deeply the light brown pup tried to hide them. Prince wanted to console his brother like Derek was for Morrison, but didn’t know how. He couldn’t think of what words to say let alone where his voice had gone. Each time he tried to speak, he could only push out a soft breath of air. As Morrison was allowed to mourn his sister, Killa remained with her back turned to the mess. Her ears were prompt and listening, picking up on whatever they could. Even through all of what was happening, she remained stagnant in her reaction. She showed no remorse, no anger, nothing at all. The only thing she showed was her confidence in Derek to handle this. She trusted his judgement more than anyone else, and knew that if anyone could help bring this nightmare to an end, it was him. Her eyes glanced to the right just then, glancing Thorn as he came to a halt next to her. She spoke nothing to him, merely letting her body do all the talking she needed. “My alpha,” he began, bowing to her before he spoke any further, “I am going to search the parameter. With the rains dying down, I feel that it’s the perfect opportunity to not only refresh our borderlines, but also to scout for any intruders.” Killa looked away from him, letting herself take a few moments more of silence before finally speaking words of her own, “Take Euca with you. Scavenge for any food while you’re refreshing the borderline.” “Yes my alpha.” “Oh, and Thorn?” Thorn stopped mid turn and looked to her, asking what else she wanted of him. “If you happen to spy any of the twins’ pack nearby… do not engage them. That includes warning shots. You act based on how they’re presenting themselves. Understood?” “Understood.” Thorn bowed once more before turning completely to walk away. Killa watched as he went over to Euca and then as the two got up to being their patrol. Her ears flattened as she watched the two vanish, her nerves slowly stiffening as she could only predict the outcome were any patrol’s of the twins spotted. As quickly as her nerves stiffened however, they began to relax when she looked to the rest of her pack. They were devastated from the losses they’d just had to suffer. Two were injured, two were untrained, honestly only her beta was of any use were something to happen. It was true there was Albert, but even he wasn’t as fit as he used to be. Malnourishment and age clearly didn’t look good on him despite how much he joked about it. If anyone was to die next, Albert was the likeliest of candidates. “Arceus help us if the twin’s try anything, “ she prayed to herself. After hours of laying still in the pouring rain, Killa finally decided to get her body moving again. Her fur felt like a weight as she went to stand. With a rapid shake, she threw off a lot of the excess rain that remained atop her fur, leaving only the soaked in rain for her to deal with as she made her way over to the rest of her remaining pack. “As Dahlia has now demonstrated for you pups, life is not going to always be like the stories you are told by Albert.” Johanna and Prince both looked to her just then, their heads turning slowly as if weighed down by the very thoughts that had been plaguing them most of the night. “You will need to learn to face these challenges and obstacles if you wish to try to remain alive. I cannot promise you however that by doing so, that you WILL remain alive. Understand?” Johanna and Prince both looked at one another before looking back to their alpha. They were confused by what she said and were both struggling to really take all of it in. “What she is sayin’ to you two be that ye’ be needin’ te’ learn how te’ handle yerselves out in this world o’ ours. My stories, though excitin’ as they are, can no longer be how ye’ both be seein’ things.” It was obvious that the two pups were still a bit confused and dazed from this. They still had confusion plastered on their faces next to everything else that they were feeling at the time. Just then, their attention was drawn quickly to Percy as he spoke. “You live in a world of poison. Learn to become immune to it, or you’re both going to be killed by it.” Percy then sneezed, snorting soon after to clear up his nostrils. “To put it simply… everything and everyone wants to kill you. If something doesn’t kill you, then they’re just toying with you. Sizing you up. Breaking you down. Doesn’t matter how you say it, everything will try everything to make sure you breath your last breath.” “... Thank you Percy. That was riveting to listen to,” complained Morrison. He then went back to silence, nuzzling his sister as he tried his best to just ignore what the other Mightyena had to say. Derek just sighed a bit, shaking his head as he looked over at Percy. “Not everything is going to want to kill them, Percy. There are some things out there that would rather see us alive and safe than dead or in danger.” “You would know, wouldn’t you Derek?” Percy spat. Just then, a bit of a shock came to everyone when Killa turned on Percy, barring her teeth and pulling her lips back as she stepped towards him. The sudden fear in Percy, as quickly as it came and went, was extremely prominent. He knew instantly the mistake he’d made, and held back his tongue from making any other kind of remarks. She stared at him for what felt like ages before squinting a bit. She then turned around to look back at the pups to see that they were almost as wide eyed as Percy just was. With a hefty sigh, she began to patch up the gaps that Percy left. “Percy makes a point, but so does Derek. Not everything is going to want you dead. However, that doesn’t mean that you should give anything, or anyone, the chance to get to that point. Be cautious and alert. What may seem harmless, such as the filth in the water,” she mentioned with a glance to Dahlia, “Could wind up being the most violent killer we face.” Morrison wanted to retort at that, growling at the disregard his alpha was showing to Dahlia. Derek kept him in check though. He made sure to let the mourning Mightyena know through simple body movements, that his alpha wasn’t trying to start anything nor was she trying to disrespect Dahlia’s death. The pack was very well aware of Killa’s strange etiquette and persona, but it still had a way of getting under their fur every so often. Morrison calmed himself with Derek’s guidance, taking back to looking at his sister while just barely paying much mind to the conversation with the pups. He knew that this lesson was important for them, and that he too should add to the explanation being given, but he just couldn’t. He barely even knew what to do himself now that his sister was gone. All that he could get himself to feel currently was crippling loneliness. He knew he wasn’t truly alone, but it didn’t stop his heart from shutting itself into a dark room. “You will both begin training today after Thorn and Euca return from patrol. They will be the ones to teach you how to hunt, stalk, scout, mark, and size up your opponents. You will train every day until you have everything down and can effectively hunt for yourselves.” She then said something that not even her beta could have predicted. “I refuse to have any dead weight helping the suffering of my pack to grow. If I find that you’re not going to cut it, I’ll just kill you.” Her eyes were dead serious and locked strictly on the two Poochyena. They both stared back in fear, seeing nothing but a cold and looming presence standing there in the form of their alpha. “Arceus help them…” whispered Derek.

Yay thank you for the feedback! I went back to both chapters and fixed the spelling errors (including others I found myself that I didn't notice in the google doc), as well as got rid of that one sentence you pointed out. You were right on it breaking the flow. It also felt unneeded since well... Garret is dead. Not like he's going to be looked to for anything anymore. xD But yus thank you! I find it hard to really come up with a unique premise, so I instead focus on working around that with the characters. I try to add in my own little twisty turns to the plot as well to add some surprise and real uniqueness, but that stuff is usually revealed through time. Soooo yeah. I'm happy that the characters have been able to help draw you in! Is it wrong that I probably love Percy most of all? Like.... he's such a dick but I love him... l'D

Why you never guess me right, sempai? QnQ mde