Chapter Two
I stood there in the sunlight, feeling it warm my body. There was a slight breeze tickling my feathers, and I grinned. I was ready for this day, I was ready for this test! I stretched my wings, fighting the urge to leap into the sky...
Female, Friendship, Gryphon, Story Progression, storytelling, test
Chapter Three
The next day I was sore, but wasn't about to be stopped now that I had actually been moved into a cohort. Imamiri's group was one of the groups responsible for taking down the stragglers. We were five, including Imamiri. It made me...
Character Development, Female, Gryphon, Story Progression, storytelling
Then dawn stalked over to the storyteller's tent and found that the storyteller wasn't in fact a storyteller, it was her brother.
"what the hell are you doing here?"
Adventure, M/F, Wolf
Without giving the storyteller time to reply, the priest
began to force his way into the crowd.
he eyed each one of the gargoyles, searching for something adlis guessed
only he could see.
Cowboys, Fantasy, Guns, Indians, Magic, Shotguns, Western, pistols, rifles
Until the storytellers came again.
until father remembered, and fled it all. then he was lonely...so vakaal breathed life into a tribe as father breathed it into the world. a new home, a new family...
and _still_ the storytellers came...
Anthro, Bonding, Book, Character Development, Drama, Fantasy, Father, Love, Novel, Plot Development, Pup, Son, Sorrow, Story Progression, Story Series, Urd'thin, sadness
The storyteller responded. "their great weapons from their many lands could not touch the white demon."
"what were the weapons that the soldiers used?" another pup asked.
"things that are no longer around here." the storyteller said with a thought.
Blizzard, M/F, Otter, Raccoon, Snow, Story Series
**part one: the colony**
**chapter one: a storyteller's death**
the perennials were in bloom, illuminating the mountain valley with the violet splendor of a million purple lilacs under the springtime sun.
Dragon, Non-Anthro, Violence (Not In Yiff)
If there were four stories...then...then the world the storytellers fled was 'everyone dies', right? was...that where father brought him from? another world? father said the fought the storytellers, that they'd come before, and would come again.
Cute, Dragon, Dragoness, Drama, Family, Fantasy, Fantasy novel, Father, Female, Hatchling, Humor, Magic, Male, Mother, Mystery, Novel, Pup, Shaping, Son, Urd'thin, Violence (Not In Yiff), We will sing your end with every breath we take, banter, trilogy
We call ourselves the storytellers, because we use such stories to learn how to better guide our lives. so, asking who tells the storytellers' story is our way of keeping ourselves in check, as it were.
Character Development, Drama, Fantasy, Fantasy novel, Father, From nothingness, Humor, Madness, Male, Mystery, Novel, Out of sand, Plot Development, Pup, Recursive, Son, They always know, Urd'thin, existence