_Where Am I?_

He had absolutely no idea where he was. His head hurt, and his foot was bleeding. The forest around him was dark yet beautiful, with weeping willows and lush bushes. He groaned as he tried to sit up, when suddenly he spot a backpack and a mask.

The backpack was plain and simple; brown with two pouches on the front. It looked rustic and used, with worn straps and tattered sides. T...

(I mean the story takes place in a forest so this’ll work for the prompt)

So basically the main character wakes up in a forest with zero memories and just a backpack + an animal mask (haven’t decided what animal yet). Out of pure curiousity, he puts on the mask, and immediately gains the abilities of that animal. He does some exploring, and meets more kids his age with animal masks trying to surv...

Characters:


White Flame - warrior (F) Dragon Hybrid; white hair and gray-blue eyes along with massive white wings and black horns

Silver Tooth - warrior (M) Bat Hybrid; black hair with blue streaks in it, giant bat ears and wings too.

Crow Talon - Alchemist (M) Teenage Genius; black hair and green eyes

The Poison Twins (Ivy and Oak) - spies (F and M) Bear Hybrids; tan skin and blue eyes

Vision - ...

Today is our last hike to complete the 48 4000 footer challenge. We started at 5 am to start our climb up Mount Washington. My backpack was filled with protein bars, trail mix, and gatorade. My sister had hers stuffed with water and our extra layers. We both had hiking shoes, shorts, and a sweatshirt on.

Now that you have a good idea of what we were working with, here's the story.

So we got out ...

“So…Anneliese calls him ugly?”

Lou’s face scrunches up in confusion. Amelie laughs as they continue to watch _Barbie as the Princess and the Pauper_.

With Lou only viewing animal movies (ones with happy endings), they all decided to educate her on the Barbie movies from Ria’s phone. They began with the obvious best Barbie movie. It helped to convince Lou with talking cats. The movie watching is...

Somewhere along the line the forest had become a physical manifestation of our friendship. The love that we held for one another.

Of course at the time it was just our forest.

I remember it having distinct areas, like neighbourhoods or city blocks. We created a map once, thick card, burnt edges, like pirates parading as colonists. And as such we each had our own kingdom to rule and call our own...

All we had really wanted to do was go on a hike. The hike was great, don’t get me wrong, but sore muscles aren’t.

We were almost done when we spotted a large log over a small stream.

Kate had dared Maylee to walk across it. She was a retired state gymnast, so we all figured she would do it. And just like we thought, Maylee made it over, like a ibex on a mountain.

She then dared me to go over. I do...

Alliance is for the weak.

That’s what I used to tell myself.

I sit cross-legged on the grass and take in the view. The wind rustles through the air around me, rustling the leaves of the trees nearby.

Distant clamouring echoes from a distance.

Alliance is for the weak.

Maybe I am weak. I believed I could trust no one, that vulnerability only gave way to potential hurt. To loss. To trauma.

But...

Babbling brooks

Babbling babes

We fumbled where the fishes played

From dawn until the end of day

Back when life was just a game

Boggy creeks

Bogging babes

We rolled in mud

Down hills

In hay

We messed our hair up

Then we laid

To dry in the sun

Then hide in the shade

Back when mammy would shout and say

Your dinners ready

Come in from play

Back when life was just a game

Restless rive...

The wind hums through the branches

Stoic trees provide their shade

As I thrive in peaceful solitude

My lonely escapade

I’m indifferent to the silence

Contented all alone

I’ve left a trail of breadcrumbs

To guide my way back home

And yet I turn around and find

My trail has disappeared

Devoured by some creature

Empty footprints filled with fear

Now my peace turns to forlornness

My seclusio...