Boring Days May Stop

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I am walking through the beautyful purple grass and giant red trees as I notice my prey a few feet infront of me. The flames come down the sky in a mighty roar, a storm is coming. I stare as I shift my body ready for a sprint and storm off at incredible speed, my prey notices me and tries to run off but I give chase. I load up the electricity inside me and discharge it in a big boom and see it run through the ground around me and towards my prey. As he slows down because it hit his hoves I pounce and tear its head off in one fell swoop.

I throw it away and start to rip his flesh and take out his intestines and chew them while I hear my sister run my way.

"Oooobiiiiiii" her small body and glows with a soft fuschia everytime fire rains down as she is startled.

"What!?" I say as I peek from its insides to see her jumping my way in excitement.

"Next time I want to eat a baby, they're soft" she pulls the intestines out of my mouth with a strong jerk.

As I lick her face to clean off the blood she suddendly turns to dust and vanishes, in that instant I remembered everything. I gaze at the green sky and orange clouds that I miss so much.

I wake up irritated as I sit up and take notice that the sky can not be seen by these ugly gray clouds, the water drops from the heavens almost everyday and these huge worm like solid things called buildings and skyscrappers are what "humans" use as houses. I am disgusted at the lack of nature around me while I look down from the rooftop at the streets filled with ant like beings called humans always in a rush for no reason. I jump down and barely make a sound when my feet touch the ground, the smells are terrible and foul, almost everywhere smells like garbage or sweat.

"I miss home" I mumble to myself disatisfied as each drop hits my body and my clothing gets drenched.

I walk down these cemented plains remembering I can not feel the soft grass caress my skin. As I pass a half broken mirror I scowl at my current physique. I am small compared to others, my fur is only on my head in a fallen downward manner with a black color and only purple tips. My once mighty seven tails would scare off others but are no longer here, as I keep walking I stare at the ground filled with puddles and look at these eyes, I glare at myself. My once gorgeous glowing blue eyes are now round circles with only a light blue in them.

I visualize my true form in a big puddle that reflects my image and see my dark purple fur all over me, my two horns on each side of my head ready to spread electricity, my glowing eyes and my spikes going do my back. I do not even dare to imagine my tails, I miss my beautyful panter like form. I continue to walk when someone brushes past me.

"Fuck off! I don't need you here making buseness bad for me!" A street vendor shouts at the man that bumped into me who is now running.

I crouch for a few after am about to stand a hand reaches my way. I stare at this young lady as she smiles at me. I reach for her grattitude as she helps me up.

"Be careful next time kid" she waves her hand and walks away, I grin and start to follow.

Humans are all weird, useless, and their fashion sense is plain wrong. As she passes a small wooden bridge with many people on it I stare from a corner and charge myself, when she is halfway through I discharge and before everyone stares in my general direction I hide in the alley.

"This melody what is it?"

"This sound is so soothing!"

"Where is it coming from?"

"Whose doin' that noise!"

The people all mutter and soon after the wood holding the bridge steady breaks and they all fall into the raging river. The few people at each end of it survive but all others are dragged away and drowned.

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