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Margarets POV----------------------------

The day was normal, until this human washed up on the beach. I had had some experiences with humans in the past, and they were not good ones. My mother had been shot by a couple of stray poachers, probably illegaly. People hated nature. I quickly grasped a large umbrella-like leaf in my mouth, by the stem. These leaves tasted bad, but in emergency could be eaten. There came a groan from the weak human on the beach. I had a nice view through the various shrubs and trees. The animal slowly sat sat up. Its long head fur was blonde. The whole of it started to slightly... glow?

There was no sound except some popping and cracking. Bones. The tan, bare skin grew a short layer of fuzz, that shot all at once into brown and white fur. The back legs bent, and grew fur. The front and back legs shortened. The fingers and toes slowly molded together. Suddenly, I was looking at a short, sad animal with floppy ears.

Beagle.

The word popped into my head. I had never seen that before. I was horrified. I stepped slowly backwards, my brain wound too tight. It snapped. I slipped, and fell face first on the wall.

No more worries for me! Am i going insane? hee hee... i hope not.... but maybe that would be fun... I curled up, thankful for my lusious furry tail, and slept.

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I awoke to the scent of the all too familiar beast, Malakai the boar. I heard the various sounds of a mauling, and peeked out of the entarance.

There lay a small, furry animal with no tail. It smelled like a mix of bananas and salt. So basically, plantain chips. Unconsious, I scampered out and gently brought it back. by the scruff if the neck.

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When it awoke, it was heavily dizzy, so i draped a blanket of soaked vines, tightly weaved together over her, may I say, puny body.

"Malakai, huh?" i asked. I felt so sympathetic.

Suddenly, a large bird swooped in and sharply shot up at the ceiling. I was the only one in the room, as Ron had taken Tori for a potty break. He turned in a circle, and landed next to my face, silently. I was frozen with fear. "My name is Wonton. You have known me your whole life."

I knew what he was talking about.

"I-i dont know. It was brown with white on it, I think."

It hadn't noticed.

I quickly ran to the "potty room" and told Ron what was happening. He gasped.

"Why I outta-"

"Hes a hawk."

"COUGH COUGH oh did I say that? You must be mistaken."

I dragged Tori out, and she gasped, but she was shy around new people, i could trust her not to talk. I introduced the crew, starting with me. I did not need to do Wonton. He strutted next to the cat, and whispered things to it. Its pupils shrank, and it was shaking.

"DO IT!!"

The small cat bent over and shed one tear.

The animal gave off the same light as the human before, I was mystified. The tan cat grew dark orange, with jagged stripes blossemed over the luxurious coat. It grew to ten times its original size, with paws and claws to match.

"Mar, wear did da pwetty kitty go? Did it go through... pooperty?"

"Tori, WHERE did you hear that?!?"

"The monky in da jungul. He said a lot of stuff..."

"TORI ERASE ALL THAT... CRAP FROM YOUR HEAD."

"Only if you tell me what... crap is."

"Just stuff, Tori."

The gentle light faded. In its place there was a cramped, golden tiger. It unraveled itself into a dominant position, ears shoved forward.

I slumped once again, and hid behind Tori. I felt her spine arch. I felt bad for leaving her there, but hey, whos the natural predator here? I heard a half hearted growl from Ron. Idiot weasel, always trying to be like a wolf.

I stayed hidden. At least until i smelled the smell of a fox. It smells like new mulch with chili peppers mixed in. Also bananas. I popped my head out.

A robots pieces were strewn all over the floor behind the monster, who was now a fox. What a disgrace to foxkind!!!! The animal tensed up, and shook its head, and flicked its tail. The light glowed again from the fox imposter. It was a grey unicorn, and it completly bursted our house apart. A peice of rock was hurled at Tori, and i screamed. I lunged at her and landed on the beach. As i glared around, i saw a black stallion, streaking down the beach.

Once again, she had transformed.

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