Broken Horns - Remastered!

The Yakistini Tribe was already falling apart: countless Nichlings had died, the food count was at an all-time low, and land was being lost to rogues with every passing season. But as if that wasn't enough, now another impending threat lurks beneath their paws, destined to destroy the entire island and everything that calls it home.

Only a select few Nichlings are able to escape the island by way of a mystic set of stepping stones, leaving everyone else doomed to die an inevitable death. Sikola is one of many Nichlings left behind, and must push aside the grudges of her past if she is to find a way to escape with her life.

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"It's about time you made it, Yakistini. I knew your kind were slow, but really? I could have killed everyone here and been on my way by the time you arrived."

A sudden snarl erupted from Chestnut's throat and he primed into a fighting position, his scales flared and hammertail curled. Hekala bared her huge white fangs, and Twigfoot started to brandish his torch.

"Now, now. No sudden movements, or I might have to take... drastic action."

A Nichling holding a large burning branch then sauntered up the boulder, puffing out his chest with pride and smirking a toothy grin. As he reached the edge of the boulder's jagged tip, the rogues below him began howling and barking a gruff applause. The Nichling was black with pure red splotches across his chest and paws, as if permanently stained with blood. His three gems and eyes were a dark orangey-red, and seemed to glimmer in the firelight.

"Black Dusk..." Twigfoot mumbled under his breath.
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(This story was inspired by the character design and gameplay of Niche - a Genetic Survival. I do not claim to own Niche nor do I am affiliated with the developers.)
(Please do keep in mind this is a WIP, and is highly subject to frequent changes.)