I am Killz

The beginning!

My name is Padril Killz and today i have turned 93. I know not many of you have heard of me, but you've probably heard of Sagma Gallery where I once worked and ran. "reaches down and pets the giant brown wolf next to me" you know when I found her I couldn't believe my eyes... but I digress I should tell you my life story before I die from old age.

It all began from the first time I can remember..... I was a baby crying for food is the first thing I remember. I looked around amazed by all the stones around me. They were all different colors there was red. blue, green, purple yellow mixed, white, and black. I crawled towards one of the black ones and ran into something black that was very soft. I recognized the smell as my mother. I cried and cried until she got up and gave me her nipple where I drank my fill of milk. Afterwards she licked me clean from head to toe because while drinking I spilled milk all over me. I was not very good at latching on. Once she was done I crawled over to the black gem and began gumming it. I could tell my mother was chuckling at me. As soon as I noticed I also noticed all 9 of my brothers and sisters were staring at me smiling and wanting me for something. I had always known what they were saying or thinking. I left the gem in my mouth and crawled over to them where they gently lifted me and brought me outside along the way I lost the gem and was sad about it. When my brother put me down my older sister gave me the gem back. She always knew what I wanted or needed. After she had given me back the gem they went into prowl mode and slowly prowled forward. I crawled behind them and every few steps my older sister would always look back and make sure I was following along with. We went out about 50 feet when I watched my older brother pounce on a weird looking thing. It was tall, brown, white dots, and had things sticking out of its head. Whatever it was it had no chance against my brothers and sisters because only millisecond's after my oldest brother pounced on it, so did all the rest of my family. I tried crawling to help when I saw them all pounce but once I started moving towards my older sister jumped back and stopped me from going closer. Her paw seemed to be dripping red liquid that she put in front of me. I remember being memorized by it. It had a smell that made my stomach growl and the hue was the most beautiful color of red.