When Disaster Stikes! By AceArtStudios

No. I

Before we start our story and meet our main character please allow me to tell you about them. Oh your actually going to read this? Thanks :D

Okay it all starts when Snow wakes up in his small little viking lime village, this village was populated with many article animals and many of which with their own traditions. Snow is a Snow leopard, one that is specially (self trained) in boxing and often loves to dash away from tradition but the day he wakes up on will be the tradition he can't run from.. Snow yawns slowly, rubbing his eyes as he slowly opens them. Looking at the wooden ceiling above him before practically throwing himself out of bed. After getting ready and surprisingly making the rings on his fur visible today he makes his way down the stairs while shouting “Morning” his tone is filled with a yawn as his oh so loving but stubborn parents turn around to him with a sweat rolling down their forehead. Snow stares at them confused as he stands on the bottom of the stairs, asking in confusion “What is it? You look like I'm about to drop dead in front of you.”

After snow made that comments one of two parents took a step forward and sighed. Snow gained a shiver that practically stabbed his spine, the parent spoke “Snow, good morning” their voice was very formal “Its time for the most important tradition of any young womans-” snow cuts the parent off suddenly, his voice sounding like a echo in a stone chamber “Man” the parent takes a moment and just nods before giving a disgusted reply “Sure.” the tone returns to a formal one afterwards “Its time for the tail piercing Snow shivers as both parents take a step closer as if they were getting ready to grab Snow.

Snow takes a step back, going up the stairs by one step “But I'm not a woman.” he argues but the parents dont answer. At this point snow is halfway up the stairs with his parents slowly walking toward him. Snow dashed into his room closing the door and locking it. It would buy him enough time to grab his boxing gloves, coat and goggles. Snow kicks his own window open and jumps through as the parents get in the room. Snow runs through the constant snowstorm weather and makes his way to a large metal building, upon walking inside he closes the door, greeted by the warmth of a lantern and the tallness of a giant husky staring down at him. The husky growled with a smirk “Your going to fight again?” snow scoffs and walks past him and goes to a desk, putting his boxing gloves on, the husky continues to talk “For such a pretty kitty-” Snow turns around and hissed at the husky. The husky's face goes a scared sour expression.

He continued to talk “Anyway. Arent you meant to be doing your ceremony today?” Snow turned around as he spoke “Im not a woman. I dont need to do it.” Snow stared blankly at his boxing gloves as he finished putting them on. “Technicaly you are.. You were born as one” The husky added. Snow sighs again and turns around to the husky “Can we not do this.” The husky looks at Snow, confused with a positively grubby face, snow continues “I dont need to argue with you. Nevermind the amount I have to with my parents.” The husky takes a step closer and another step closer. Placing his hand on snows shoulder. Pulling his chin up to keep snows eyes on his face “I know, I know.” the husky smirked evily and tried to get down to snows level but.. Well.. Snow wasn't having any of it.. And uhm.. He punched him in the crotch with his boxing gloves on.. God even I can feel the pain.

The husky falls backward and falls onto the floor, whining and boiling in pain, snow shouts at the husky “Next time you try to seduce me I'll make sure you loose what's down there!” Snow looks at the husky for another couple of moments and walks into another room, a faint wrestling ring was in the center of the room and it was all empty for now. As Snow climbed into the ring he readied himself for another training session but to nobody's surprise. Snow gets knocked out.

Snow gets various glimpses of what happens while he is out cold. He looked to have been dragged out into the snow. He saw his tail get violently stabbed into and felt the soft sheets of his bed afterward. When waking up he checked his tail and saw a crude looking spear tip Pierced into it, proving he wasn't just asleep or imagined it. Snow looked around the room and tried to get out of his bed but couldn't. One of his parents walked into his room. Snow felt like he couldn't talk at all. “Dont worry sweety” The parent spoke sweetly “After a few days you get to go out in the wild and make your own pack” The parent added. Stroking Snow's hair before sitting on the edge of his bed “Ive got no doubt that you will find a mate with the feisty personality you got from your mother” The parent chuckled. Snow tried to struggle but found himself dozing off again. Stating at the parent as the last word he hears is sweet but poisonous shushing. Snow wakes up after what feels like days and find himself shivering in the snow, far far away from home. Snow stands up slowly and spoke freely “O...oh shit.” Snow was shivering like a pot of boiling water.

He needed to find shelter. So. Snow traveled. Walking onward and trying to keep warm, a bag was located not far from him witch contained some personal belongings. Goggles (For the snowstorm), his boxing gloves (For protection) and a small box of tiny gems (for relaxation). Snow eventually finds himself at the edge of an iceberg after hours of waling and slowly passes out due to the immense cold snowstorm happening around him. Waking up at a beach, it was hot and different. Snow couldn't stop but sweat heavily, snow coughs up some seawater and oddly enough a metal coin. He looks around and hears voices not far away from him. He wakes that direction muttering to himself “These bitches better have food.” and many other phrases

Snow found himself at a large village. It was on the beach and upon entering he was stared at and rumored about almost instantly. After a few months snow now lives there and is a part of the community.

That brings us to our current date and time.