The Origin Strain
The year 2492 was a symphony of chrome and neon, a world where the skyline of Neo-Veridia pierced the ozone layer and the air tasted of ozone and recycled oxygen. For Elara Vance, a fourteen-year-old freshman with a history etched in the sterile...
Fera, or 'Quadruped' Kyruku
Fera, or 'Quadruped' Kyruku Quadruped, or 'Fera Vulpes Kyrukus' (Meaning 'Feral Vulpine Kyruku', in latin), often shortened to 'Fera', are found much smaller numbers than the typical anthropomorphic Kyruku, due to their population being drastically...
Sobrevivir (Prólogo)
Clapton, un cocodrilo fuerte y fornido, cazador y recolector de cada cosa o elemento que, en su perspectiva, le parecía útil, o que al menos le serviría para algo en algún momento, nunca se sabe, pero la salvación o la herramienta más necesitada puede...
The New Prey of the Forest of Last Laugh
"ow, cera." "don't start this with me, ducky." said cera "i'm going and that's final! you may stay out of my way or come with me if you want, but don't try and stop!" and with that cera started walking off.
Interruption
cera coughed up blood. it wasn't long before the sharptooth swallowed lizzie in front of cera's eyes. "now for you..." he bent down, and the last thing cera saw was a set of teeth. the sharptooth clamped his jaws on cera's head.
Consoling and Missing
"cera! cera! cera!" the threehorn slowly opened her eyes. she had dreamt that the whole ordeal was just a dream, that the little tinysaur was still alive.
The First Stryke
cera looked at him sharply. "you? sorry? about what?" littlefoot hesitated. "about dusty..." cera's eyes softened and her frown had disappeared. "yeah, that's what everyone had told me."
Like To Kill
Littlefoot turned his head, and noticed cera's dead body. eyes wide with shock, he muttered, "cera...? no..." he closed his eyes and let a couple of tears fall through, and then he gave the sharptooth a look that could kill if it had the power to.
Meeting
He was interrupted by cera. "nevermind if he didn't tell or not, father. shouldn't we concentrate on the subject at hand?" cera was no longer intimidated by her father, and looked as if she could beat him in a duel. her father nodded. "yes..."
A Traitor of Reluctance
"about cera. i heard her scream, and i heard the sharptooth's roar." he shook his head. "i sure hope she's all right..." "yeah well...about cera..." ducky's voice trailed off. topsy lifted his head. "she was killed?"
Chapter Eight: Bored Littlefoot
Others knocked over several other boulders, making the mess **worse** than before cera had tried to help. "ow! i have a headache!" cera moaned. sometime later, topps and tria came to look at cera. "she'll be ok.
New Allies and Not Too Late
Lizzie stopped squirming and looked around, seeing cera's body. her eyes widened "cera!" "oh, yes." said jimmy, then remembering. he walked to the body and then put his hand in it. then his ring shone bright and the body started to heal.
Attack at Night
Thank you cera." cera smiled gleefully. she hasn't changed much in all these years. her horns weren't fully grown in, but she still loved to show them off. "glad i could help." she looked in the direction the sharptooth disappeared in.
Confrontation in the Cave
Littlefoot suddenly remembered how cera blamed herself for dusty's death, even though she couldn't have done anything to save her. now littlefoot knew what cera had gone through. "you're right..." littlefoot softly spoke. "it's just..so painful..."
In Time
Just like cera did.