First of all, thanks to Juju Draws @-JujuDraws- and The Fallen child @The_Fallen_Child for helping with the setting (Juju) and showing me stories don’t have to be in projects (The Fallen Child) Now let us start!
I guess it was, um 5 years ago, I was young, about 8, the day it happened, and it still haunts me to this day. My name Crystal, and here’s my story. I’m a Neko, half cat half human, who can also turn into a cat, even since I was four me and my family lived in an enchanted forest, why we were there is another story in itself. My mom is your everyday run of the mill human, besides the fact she married a talking cat, who is my dad. They were the only people I had in my life who really understood me back then. Then my life became a rollercoaster. It was a bright fall day, and me and my family were by the Northwest River hunting for prey, that’s when it began. There was this howling noise that caught us all of guard, then they struck, wolfs, there fur dark gray with a hint of purple. There were coming out the bushes in the boatloads, ganging up on us three, though the fighting I heard my mom scream.
“CRYSTAL, RUN TO THE CAMP!”
Then my dad chimed in
“AND DONT LOOK BACK!”
I could feel the tears running down my face. “B-bbut” My mom kicked of wolf off her shoulder “Honey, I’d rather die then she you leave me,” My dad was scratching a nearby wolf “Your moms right, bobo, run, we’ll catch up” one of the wolfs let an ear peircing howl and more wolf ran toward us. In a flurry of confusion and tears I turned into my cat form and scrabble away toward the camp. I waited for about 4 hours before returning. My parents both lied there, dead. I took moms backpack of her back and let out a small cry. “I’m sorry... I couldn’t save you” I’ve always visit we’re I buried my parents, and alway feel regret, and lingering sadness, something I couldn’t let go until a year ago.
To be continued......
I think I made this to dramatic