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eaque creatura AND homines
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Ongoing, First published Jun 17
=Recreating a silly little story some friends and I made a while back ago, but never got to finish or continue.= 


"WHO GOES THERE?" Shit. Shit shit shit. Why were the guards here? Their patrol shift was hours ago, Trevor was sure of it!

"Flora. Run." He urged his pink haired companion as he grabbed her hand.
Trevor sprints, he doesn't know where he is going but it doesn't matter now. The further he can get away from the voices, the better. He sure hopes Flora is following him-- he could feel her fingers slipping away from his grasp.

"Are you sure you saw something in there?" "Positive." The chattering slowly gets more and more subdued, at least now he knows that he's safe.. for now. He quickly ducks behind a tree.

"Flora, are you-" Flora is missing, Trevor swore that she was just with him.  
Oh, fuck...

Panicked, the bunny hybrid starts to look around the eerie yet familiar forest. Where could that fairy have gone to? She surely couldn't have gone too far from him, she could barely fly!
Trevor slowly makes his way back to where he originally lost, hoping to find traces of the missing Flora.

Pushing through heavy bushes, he then finds another track of footprints. They were way too small to be the guards, so they were most definitely Flora's.... but they were heading to- 
God no. It can't be! She couldn't have travelled all the way there-

No, she did. Flora made her way to where all the creatures were forbidden to enter for generations, she snuck into the gate...  She went into the school. 
Aarushi is gonna fucking kill Trevor, and he knows it.

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