(Hi guys! All these characters are my ocs and THEY ARE CANINES not people, i just wanted to clear up any confusion about why they would have tails and paws!

Whisper entered the large cave, she could still hear the screams of her old packmates as Nyroks army ripped them apart leaving dead bodys cascading down the mountain side and staining the small creeks cold water red. _Spirits this is weird _she thought no, no their all stupid just like aroura they all deserve to die!

“Claws!” The large handsome wolf emeged from behind a boulder holding a small bag in his bloodstained maw “there you are!” She yipped running up to him and licking his ear affectionately “Hows the bloodbath down by the river?” He smiled and brushed her side with his tail “Me and Nyrok have done some nice ransaking of all the dens, look what i found!” Wait?!” Whisper said pushing away his head from her shoulder so she could look him in the eyes “You didn’t touch the pup den did you!?” “Ohhhh the pup den!” He smiled and nodded at her holding up the bag in his jaws “ I killed the young lady and most of the pups.” Whisper lunged at him rage consuming everything

This is not finished i just got lazy and I will add more later

I run the rough the vast sized alleyway, trying to catch up to him. I plummet to the ground, concrete hitting me, and bawl my eyes out. The trees are swaying the wrong way. The winds blowing my away my skin. I feel like ashes will fall off, spread out, and die. I breathlessly mumble words no one can hear, not even me. Nothing to be heard but wind and the trees swaying the other way. His cars gone, left, and away. I fly away as ashes to be left in the fire. I burn away.

I wanted to see the world in color. See through the cracks of the curtains. The sun never burned through. I wanted to blow away the flowers. I wanted to cut the tall grass. I wanted to see what was beneath it. I wanted to free the bees, and watch them fly away. I wanted to see the sunlight beam on a bus.

I drowned, never swam, never breathed. I sinked down into the grass, burying myself underneath it. I closed the curtains shut, not a seep of light shining through. I couldn’t free the bees, they all rotted in the glaze. I couldn’t see sunshine, I lived in a cloudy city. I never saw the world in color

The last whispers ever heard of, “I love you, Harley…”

The fox squirmed under the bunny's gaze. Felix knew he couldn't hold it back anymore, even though it meant the true end. Those big ears twitched, waiting for his words. Oh, they’d been talking nonstop for countless seasons—whether winter struck or the scorching sun threatened them both. Sometimes, they didn’t say anything at all, letting actions scream louder than words as they strolled through the forest, hidden beneath leaves and circumstances, far from prying eyes.

Felix had first seen Bun as his lunch. That’s all she was at the start, he reminded himself. He had always been a solitary fox, avoiding the herd or any kind of reunion. His luxurious reddish-orange coat blended perfectly with the skirts of tall acacias, allowing him to move unseen—until he stumbled upon Bun.

Bun, with her endless chatter and glib speech. He didn’t know how she had convinced him to stay. Maybe he’d just been lonely. That feeling blossomed within him faster than he ever expected. Before Felix realized it, he needed the bunny. Not as a simple appetizer, but as a companion.

The fox prepared his internal confession, taking in the world around him. Everything felt sharper, more vivid—the way the light filtered through the trees, the damp earth beneath his paws, the sound of the wind carrying distant whispers. He searched for words beyond the typical three. Words had never been his strength. How could he explain the turmoil? The story? The dichotomy that gnawed at his mind? The need for closeness, the quiet delight he felt whenever she leaped and twirled through the forest, never still.

Before he could utter a single syllable, Bun spoke first.

“Don’t.”

Felix froze. The word echoed in his ears, and he didn’t move, though every fiber of his being screamed for him to take a step closer.

“Don’t do this,” she said, her voice steady.

Instead, he took a step back. His stomach dropped, making the truth crystal clear. She didn’t need to explain—she already had. It was wrong. And she would never, ever feel the same.

He felt like a fool. Roots might as well have sprung from his paws into the soft, humid ground beneath him, because as he watched her hop away, he knew. He knew he’d never see her again.

I closed my eyes and breathed in When I opened them I saw him standing there

His gorgeous brown hair flowing in the wind And his beautiful, glowing blue eyes looking in the distance I knew he must have so much aura

I knew I had to confess my love to him So I did

I walked towards him A small smile on my face

He waved at me I waved back

RIZZ???

I was face to face with the boy I loved I looked him in the eyes

“I love you”😍 RIZZ

It was done I said it I couldn’t take it back now

“Wanna go to the Cafe for lunch?”😏 RIZZ

Did he just ask me out? Omg RIZZZZZZZZ 😱😏❤️

Today I went up scared to do anything. Today was presentation day. We had to do topic about Shakespeare. When I went up I saw Kardon looking back at me giving me a thumbs up. My heart went a flutter as I looked at him and I started getting butterflies. As I spoke about my research my mind kept going back to kardon. His brown eyes watching me intently. Taking in every word I say. I need to tell him I thought. So after school today, nervous and scared to do anything I went up to him. “ kardon, I know this is abrupt but there is something I need to say” he looked surprised at what I meant and he grinned. “Go ahead Avery.” “I have feelings for you I don’t know if it’s love or simple crush but I like you.” I stuttered. He looked at me shocked. “Avery I like you but more like a sister. My heart is with someone else.” He looked down and started walking away to his ride. I was in shock. My knees started shaking and I just walked away hoping not to see him again for a long time.

I didn’t know how I was going to do it, but I had to figure it out… I had made it this far. I had endured months of planning, I had rendered a million opinions, I had smiled and laughed and was there at every turn. I mean, that’s what a maid of honor is for, isn’t it?

My best friend Kelly is getting married today and I should be full of joy, but instead my heart is breaking. I’m standing here in my emerald green satin bridesmaids dress and uncomfortable shoes watching my best friend get ready for her big day. I’m not thinking about how special this day is, how lucky she is, or how happy she’ll be. I’m only thinking about myself and how miserable I feel keeping this secret. I’ve been keeping it for over a year, ever since she met Jake.

Jake is basically perfect. He’s got an all American look about him, with his sandy blonde hair and blue eyes. He’s tall and athletic and has the muscles to prove it. He’s smart, like graduated Summa Cum Laude from Columbia smart, and funny. His family has a lot of money, but they don’t act like it. He’s friendly, kind, and volunteers at a food pantry. His laugh is infectious, his smile is genuine, and he gives the best hugs. Like I said, he’s perfect.

I should know, Jake and I met a couple of months before I introduced him to Kelly. Yes, I am the reason these two are getting married today. If only I’d kept my big mouth shut about how great he was, maybe I wouldn’t be in this predicament. To be honest, he didn’t come up in conversation right away, but then his name dropped a few times and Kelly asked, “Who’s Jake?”

I told her that Jake and I had met at a Journalism lecture at the Forum. I had scrambled in at the last possible minute and slid into the seat next to him as quietly as I could. I then proceeded to drop my metal water bottle on the floor with a deafening clang. I guess the whole of the Forum turning in unison to look at us and the equally mortified looks on both our faces must have formed some kind of immediate bond between us. We went for coffee after the lecture to laugh about it and became fast friends.

“When do I get to meet him?” She had asked with a twinkle in her eye after hearing our meet cute.

“Oh please,” I said, rolling my eyes, “we’re just friends. You can meet him whenever you want.”

Ugh, I wish I had said something different. That very weekend, Jake met us at a bar and that was that. They hit it off immediately and the rest is history. And now here I am watching my best friend get into her wedding dress and feeling nauseous. I just keep wondering if I should tell her.

“Kate, are you ok?” Kelly’s question startles me out of my thoughts. She’s looking right at me with a look of concern on her face.

“Oh, yeah, I’m ok, I just can’t shake this feeling that I’m forgetting something. It’s making me a little sick to my stomach.” I reply quickly, hoping it covers for both my silence and the horrible look on my face.

Her face changes from a look of concern to one of sadness as she rustles closer to me. “I’m feeling a little sick to my stomach too,” she confides to me under her breath.

I’m studying her face now, using our ten years of friendship to try and see what it is she isn’t saying. I reach for her hand and quietly ask, “What is it Kel, what’s going on?”

“I don’t know, it’s probably just cold feet,” she trails off as she looks down at our clasped hands. I don’t say anything and just wait until she looks up. Her eyes are brimming with tears when she does.

“Oh no,” I say, reaching for the box of tissues and grabbing one. I hand it to her and watch as she folds it and dabs at her eyes, trying to catch the tears and preserve the makeup that’s already been done. “Did something happen?”

“No, no, of course not. Jake is perfect. You know that,” she says through the tissue. “I just, I don’t know, I guess maybe I’m panicking a little about the forever part.”

**I’m trying to say the thing I think she needs to hear, but my thoughts are racing and I feel like I’m grasping. “**But the forever is the best part, isn’t it? The whole, ‘getting to spend forever with your favorite person in the world’ is the best part” I finally manage to say.

“You’re my favorite person in the world, Kate. Maybe we should get married instead.” She says with a laugh and a smile.

“Ok.” I reply, a bit too quickly.

“Oh stop, I’m just being dramatic and you’re just being a good friend. It’s fine. I’m fine. I’m just nervous.”

“No really Kel,” I’m panicking now and trying to quickly think of what to say. I’m fumbling terribly trying to recover and take this opportunity she’s handed me. She’s still smiling and laughing lightly as she starts to turn away, but I tighten my grip on her hand, forcing her to turn back to me. As she looks into my eyes, I can see her expression has gone from amused to confused.

“I know it’s crazy. It’s crazy to say this to you right now, on this day, in this room, but I want to say it. I have to say it.” I pause for a moment and consider the weight of this moment and what I’m about to say. I know it will change everything and that scares the shit out of me. My eyes are tearing up and my voice is shaking.

“I love you Kelly.”

Relief softens her face and her mouth twists back up into a smile. “I love you too Kate,” she says, “you know that. I wouldn’t be here without you. Literally. You’re the reason Jake and I met. And you’re my best friend. I’d be lost without you.”

The moment is gone. It’s too late. I should just drop it. I should just let it go and let her go walk down the aisle and marry Jake. I should protect our friendship and never speak of this again. She’s turned away from me and is walking toward the mirror.

“No Kel, that’s not what I mean. I don’t just love you. I’m in love with you.”

I watch him everyday. It is as if I know everything about him. His favorite color is orange. His favorite food is a medium rare burger with lettuce and onion and mayo with the little sesame seeds on the bun. He loves animals. Everyday I follow him home and he stops at the store to buy cat food and spends hours feeding all the strays. He’s a good guy and I think that’s what I love about him so much but today is the day I stop being scared. Today is the day I tell him how much I love him.

I’m nervous very nervous as I approach his locker. Last night I wrote him a letter proclaiming my love. I wrote the letter on a red piece of paper with a heart sticker sealing it. I just hope he opens it in stead of throwing it away. I go to class like normal and wait patiently for lunch to come. I told him to meet me by the lockers to give me an answer. Lunch time came around and I waited. He showed up and when he saw me he looked angry. “ so your the one who gave me this letter.” He said in a mean tone. “ your also the one who has been stalking me!” He started to yell. I got nervous and couldn’t say anything it was like someone cut my vocal cords. “ you need to stay away from me. If I catch you any where around I will call the cops!” He shouted. I was mortified, I couldn’t believe it. He was so good a pretending not to notice that I fell for it. “ Your worthless! Why would anyone want to date a crazy person like you!”. At this point the whole school heard and saw everything. It is so embarrassing that I just started running. I don’t know where I’m running to I just know I had to get out of here. I ran past all the teachers and out of the building. “Look out!” Screamed one of the teachers. I opened my eyes and all I could see was a red car and then darkness.

He planned it for a long, long time, he knew exactly what to say and how to say it. But the second that Michela found him, he started changing his plans.

Her eyes brightened as soon and she saw him

“Nick there you are! I’ve been looking for you for ages”

“I thought I told you the meetup point?”

“Do you know how many lakes there are in this park? You didn’t even bother to answer my phone calls”

“Oh my god i’m so sorry I didn’t even-“

“Don’t worry, you’re fine. I’m in a hurry today so let’s get right into doing our homework”

The park wasn’t so crowded that day and the location was perfect. The lake reflected light on its surface, while the carps in it kept swimming in a circle, tall and old trees were undressing in front of their eyes, as their leaves fell in the water.

Nicolas felt his intestines tying up in a ribbon inside him, while his anxiety made him nauseous, his hands were sweaty and he really didn’t have a pleasing expression on his face.

“You ok?”

“Yea don’t worry about it i’m fine, woul-“

“Where’s your backpack Nick? Don’t tell me that you left it somewhere, that’s great way to have something stolen”

Michela was right in front of him, standing in the middle of the pass as Nick was holding on the fence next to the lake like his life depended on it. Nicolas smiled, she was stunning; Her dark curly hair were full of colorful plastic pins, she was wearing a white short-sleeved tee and grey jeans, what she called her “basic girl fit”, her thin lips complemented her big, round eyes.

“Can you com-“

“I asked you where’s your..”

Nick knew that she didn’t interrupt him on purpose, he kept smiling as she looked at him with challenging eyes.

“I’m sorry”

She came next to him and they admired the lake in silence

“Soathing right?”

He moved his arm so that their elbows could touch

“Where’s your backpack Nick”

He took a big breath in as he turned to her side to look her in the eyes, he knew that the silence wouldn’t have lasted long, and he had to be the one to break it.

“Michela listen to me”

She gave him a weird look that made him hestitate, but it was too late

“You are the funnest, prettier, most creative and understanding person I know, everytime we spend time together I feel high, your paintings are amazing, for the first time I felt interested in art, you make me want to discover new things, hobbies, dive into myself. When i’m with you I dream, I have feelings for you, deep feelings that don’t limit themselves to simple affection”

He did NOT follow his plan. What the hell did he just say.

“Nick, jesus crist”

He felt the ground dissolve under his feet, what is he going to do?

“Nick i’m sorry but I can’t”

Said Michela as she walked away, no explanations or regards, she just walked away.

What else was she supposed to do? You fucked up, Nick

Under the old oak tree where they often studied, Clara’s heart raced as she watched Ethan laughing with their friends. The sun dipped low, casting a warm glow around them, but her heart felt cold. The moment had come. She took a deep breath, her palms sweaty, and approached him. “Ethan, can we talk?” She stammered, her voice barely above a whisper. He turned, surprise etched across his face, but he nodded. They stepped aside, the chatter of their friends fading into the background. “Clara, what’s wrong?” He asked, concern creeping into his eyes. “I… I need to tell you something,” she confessed, her voice trembling. “I’ve loved you for a long time. You make me laugh, you make me feel alive… but I don’t think you feel the same.”

Ethan’s expression softened, but he looked away. “Clara, I’m flattered. You’re amazing, but…” the silence stretched painfully, words left unspoken, hearts left unfulfilled.

It’s just the two of them. Sitting on the floor of the auditorium dressing room. The rest of the cast had left for the cast party at the restaurant down the street while Carson and Riley were stuck on cleanup duty. It wasn’t really that much. More so sweeping and making sure there wasn’t any food in the room. They were mainly done by the time they both slid down the senior wall tired and sweating from the cleaning and a bit of nervous tension in the room. They looked around at the almost cleaned and empty dressing room full of memories from the past three days. Jamming out to Chappell Roan while putting on makeup, playing Roblox in the wings, and passing out sappy notes before closing night. They couldn’t believe it was over. Eventually their eyes meet. Looking so longingly into the others eyes.  Before the show, Carson had been out of school due to being sick. That week had almost broken Riley. Every day she hoped that Carson would walk out of the doors of his Spanish class, smile, and give his classic little wave. But, after getting her hopes up he never did. “I really missed you,” she said, taking a chance. She usually never does things this risky. Instead she likes to hide and conceal. But this time, why not take a chance. “I missed you too,” he says. His voice, deep and warm. Comforting. Her heart fluttered. She loved how his voice sounded.  The two of them turned silent, staring into the other's eyes. She could feel something. Like their brains synced for just a second. Enough where he could whisper into her brain _I know you want to kiss me. Go ahead. _Their heads slowly leaned in closer forming the base of a kiss. There was no stopping. Like their power and need to do this was bringing them closer and closer and longer and longer like they never wanted it to end. He bit at her lips like they couldn't get close enough. His hand reached its way from her sweater to her hair ruffling it playfully and sexy. Her hand lay on the back of his neck giving the ability to keep this going for as long as possible. Not like he wanted it to end. They stopped for a brief moment, looking into the other’s eyes. They both shone bright with heat and admiration. They longed for more. More of the last few minutes. “Damn,” said Carson. His voice flowing seamlessly and sexy. “I love you,” announced Riley. “I always have,” Carson leaned in for another round. “So do I,” he says.