Creek's Escape
  • Reads 151
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  • Parts 9
  • Time 32m
  • Reads 151
  • Votes 24
  • Parts 9
  • Time 32m
Complete, First published Dec 26, 2020
Here's a mini short story XD

¡Warning! Blood and gore at times!

All art is mine!

I highly suggest you read Feathers before this. (Story on my account somewhere)

Creek has everything that you'd ever want in the life of a deer. That is until tragedy strikes and Creek is separated from the rest of his family, believed to be dead. But the only thing is....that he isn't. In his attempts to find his last remaining family member again, he finds something that changes everything.

Sorry I suck at descriptions lol.
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