The four legged beast grabbed another wolf, snapping it's neck. His blood red eyes glinted in the moonlight. "Pups" the creature said, chuckling "why don't you just give up and die, you won't win" another wolf walked forward, his orange pelt rippling "you are a Misorie?" The wolf asked.
The beast narrowed his eyes, letting out a rumble that sounded like a roar, and a hiss, at the same time. The orange pelted wolf walked further up, stepping on the bodies of fallen wolves. "Who are you, and what do you want" the Misorie grumbled, looking confused at the wolf's actions.
The wolf smiled "I can help your kind" he said, smirking "and you can help me." The Misorie looked even more confused "what do you want of the Misories?" He asked, stomping a hoof.
The wolf's smirk grew "you are the strongest creature of Quinata, and I need your help taking down my Pack." The Misorie looked intrigued. "What's in it for me?" He asked, his horn still raised threateningly. "You can control everyone and everything. You don't have to hide anymore" The orange wolf said. The Misorie nodded. "What should we do first? Which pack should we take down?" The Wolf shook his head "we must start another Great War, and find out who the Mahi is."
The Misorie tilted his large head "Mahi?" The Wolf smiled "the Mahi has all the powers a Jadu can have, and is born to stop a Great War." The Misorie smiled "so we must kill the Mahi to make sure we win." The wolf started turning around. "Correct." He started walking away, and called over his shoulder "met me here in five days time, and bring your leader... what is your name?" The Misorie answered "Decapitate. And yours?" Decapitate asked. The wolf turned around "My name is-"
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Oooooh... suspense...
Sadly, (for you *evil smile*) that storyline won't continue in chapter 1.
GODBYE MY PUPS!! <3
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Moon and Stars
FantasiRestarted: October 6, 2020 The packs of Quanita (Quan-I-ta) have been at war for as long as anyone can remember. But a new enemy is rising, stronger than all others. The Misories (My-soar-ies), a tribe of unknown beasts. No one has seen them. No...
