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- Parts 11
- Time 1h 26m
Complete, First published Feb 27, 2017
"niche" - a comfortable or suitable position in life or employment. -something we seek for in our life, a purpose, or "a role" ··· Meana never fitted in with the rest of her pack. They all consisted of either graceful and quick runners, or elegant berry pickers with their nimble fingers. But, Meana was different. Instead of gentle berry paws or speedy runner legs, Meana was born with 2 claws, a big body, and ugly-looking ram horns. She was basically a creature built to snatch all the bunnies, or to fight off the terrifying beasts called the carnivores. Meana was designed to attack, to wound, to kill. But that wasn't at all her nature. That was just her family's perspective of her. Thrown out of her pack, Meana decides to go on an adventure, to find out really what her role is. ··· This is a fanfiction based on the game, "Niche: A Genetics Survival Game". Most of what is in the story are not mine, they belong to the owners of the game. I only own the plot and some other features I will be adding to the story. And also, if you haven't noticed, this IS a story based on animals, not on humans. Anyways, hope you enjoy! ~Lulu <3All Rights Reserved
Table of contents
- prologue.Fri, Oct 19, 2018
- day one {out of four.}Fri, Oct 19, 2018
- day two {out of four.}Fri, Oct 19, 2018
- day three {out of four.}Fri, Oct 19, 2018
- day three {out of four.}Fri, Oct 19, 2018
- day one.Fri, Oct 19, 2018
- day two.Fri, Oct 19, 2018
- day three.Fri, Oct 19, 2018
- day four.Fri, Oct 19, 2018
- day four. {part two}Fri, Oct 19, 2018
- notice.Fri, Oct 19, 2018
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