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Yes, I have a *few* that I've been working on for quite some time now, but I've almost finished The Curse Of Galdon, a story based on Roleplays, and The Commencement, my beginning of TRIXIE and almost all of my Roleplay characters!
THE CURSE OF GALDON IN PROGRESS...
Trixie sprinted as quickly as she could; through the never-ending fields of her nightmare. But she was too slow. It was approaching up from behind her; at a gob smacking speed.
She had to keep running. She had to do it for her life. She skidded to a stop when she almost collided with a female crème coloured wolf that emerged in front of her in a blaze of luminosity. Trixie timidly looked behind her; to make sure the dark shadow was no longer pursuing. She found that nothing but the never ending fields stood silently behind her. She let out a sigh of relief and turned back to the female wolf.
“Who’re you?” she asked crudely.

The female wolf lifted her head in a tantalizing way, and walked towards Trixie; the crunch of snow each time her delicate paws paced across the snow-covered ground.

“My name is Mayaska...” she replied; her warm soothing voice was enough to send Trixie into a trance.

Trixie raised an eyebrow, and tried hard not to laugh out loud. She only let out a small and gentle chuckle.

“Can I just call you Maya for short?” she asked. Mayaska giggled.

“Of course.” She said as she offered Trixie with an affectionate smile.

“So uh, why’re you in my nightmare?” Trixie asked.

Mayaska’s face turned severe and Trixie knew just by glancing at her that her next words would not be good ones.

“There is a new threat to your homeland.” Mayaska said as she closed her eyes.

“Sabre is bad enough! What is it now?” Trixie asked as her loathing of Sabre became more violent.

Mayaska calmly opened her eyes.

“Galdon.” She let out.

“Eh?” Trixie asked.

“Galdon...an evil spirit after innocent lives...” Mayaska continued.

“And your little pup...”

Trixie gasped.

“Tala?! You know where she is?!” she shouted. Before Trixie could get any other words out, Mayaska faded away; but her pleasant gentle voice could still be heard.

Trixie knelt down.

“Please tell me where she is!...PLEASE!”

The scene cuts to Luminate and her mate, Zarak standing outside Trixie’s cave.

“Do you think she’s okay in there?” Zarak asked as he turned to Luminate.

“Eh, it’s typical.” A small perky voice said from behind. Both Zarak and Luminate turned to see young Cassie standing behind them.

Luminate scoffed.

“Typical my butt! Mom never does that!” she said as she marched inside the cave, leaving a confused Zarak starring down at Cassie with wide-eyes.

“Was it something I said?” Cassie asked with a small shrug.

Luminate was half-way within the cave when she caught a glimpse of her mother tossing and turning on the dense stone floor. She trotted up to her and knelt down beside her.

“Mom?” she said when she gave Trixie a slight nudge with her paw.

Trixie shook her head and slowly opened her eyes. When she saw Luminate’s apprehensive look, she shot up off of the ground.

“Tala!” she called.

Luminate tried to calm her mother down by giving her a comforting nuzzle.

“Mom, you were dreaming...” she said. Trixie sighed.

“But it seemed so real...Mayaska! This...Mayaska!” she stammered. Luminate raised an eyebrow in perplexity.

“She knows where Tala is!” Trixie continued.

“Mayaska! This goddess wolf knows everything! Something bad is gonna happen to my poor little pup!” she said, “we have to find her!”

The scene now cuts to a large dark cave, evil demonic dark wolves surrounding a large and bulky black demon wolf, none other than Sabre.

“Grr...Mara!” he called out; his deafening and fuming voice echoing through the chamber. Before long, a female wolf only a few inches smaller than Sabre himself appeared in front of him; a huge smirk upon her face.

“Yes Sabre?” she asked. Sabre growled and lowered his head at her.

“Have you finished the job yet?!” he asked insolently. Mara closed her eyes.

“Theialask didn’t agree to my arrangement...it looks like I’m going to have to force her to do it...” she said. Sabre snarled.

“Hurry up with it! This Trixie MUST die! TODAY!” he shouted. Mara opened her eyes.

“Yes Sabre...this bitch will die today, by my paw...”
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Trixie sat inside her den. The rest of the pups were resting over in Luminate’s den; so that gave her a little respite. She let out a small sigh and lowered her head onto her two forepaws.

“Please save my little Tala...” she said to herself.

“Why me...I lose my mate, and I lose TWO puppies?” she said aloud.

Trixie sighed and suddenly stood up. She decided to leave the den and go for a saunter in the forest. She hadn’t done that a lot lately.

It had been a few hours, and Trixie had gone a far way into the forest. The chilling nightfall air caused her to quiver. She turned to find herself nose-to-nose with a crème coloured bitch. Her eyes were filled with rage as she stared into Trixie’s.
Trixie moved sidewards, trying to avoid the wolf; but she only caught up with her.

“Die pathetic wolf!” she hissed. It was almost like this she-wolf was brain-dead. Trixie gasped and ran in the other direction; but the bitch caught up with her and tripped her over with a flick of the two front paws. She held her down to the ground by putting a paw on her back, where her shoulders were. She sneered satisfyingly; in the same sneer Mara sneered when in Sabre’s chamber. She leant down to Trixie’s neck, and bared her fangs; preparing for the fatal bite to the throat.

A deafening howl penetrated the cold dusk air along with a tender crack, as the bitch ended Trixie’s life with the lethal and final bite.

The she-wolf smiled as the last of Trixie’s blood dripped from her fangs onto the snow-covered soil. She spat the remaining blood and flesh out, and walked off. She fell to the ground as a purple vapour floated out of her open mouth. The mist soon faded into Mara’s form as she scorned at Trixie’s deceased body, and faded away, leaving her dead...
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Young Tala walked slowly along the snow-covered inhospitable surroundings; hoping to at-least find a wolf that could give her a warm place to stay.

She stopped to shiver and moved on.

Unbeknownst to her, Vos, a cougar crouched down in the bushes.

“Ah...simple kill...” he whispered to himself as he approached the cub silently and leisurely.

Tala’s small yet alert ears flew forth in an upright perk at the sound of a snapping twig.

As soon as she turned to see Vos he lunged.

Tala screamed and started to run in a random direction. Any direction would do for her; as long as it helped her get away.

Vos however leaped at her; and knocked her to the ground. He put a paw on her and held her there.

“Easy and tasty...” he said as he leant down; getting closer to young Tala. She squirmed; trying to get loose of his tight grip, but didn’t prevail.
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Eeshran, a lone wolf who was walking through the forest, heard the loud and roaring sound of a wolf’s shriek echo through the forest’s trees. He lifted his head and darted towards the cry.

((Annd that's all I have done AT THE MOMENT...Eeshran copyrighted by HydraPhalanx you theif scum!))

THE COMMENCEMENT IN PROGRESS...
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Ah finally, just to let you all know, I made 'ForteBlast' when I forgot my password to the other account, sorry for all the confusuion! But I finally have my forum password WRITTEN UP ON MY COMPUTER so I don't forget it again!...XD
Oh, and Vos, the new cougar guy is (c) to HP as well, YOU FILTHY THEIF SCUM!!!!!!!

Filthy? Thief? Scum? T_T I'm gonna go cry now. T_T *Runs away to hide*

This is very well written,please keep up the good work.

Haiiii thankies Foxy Jenna!^^ If you have a character, I will be sure to add him/her to my Fics, because you're a member of UMS!^^
And HP, I was talking to the people who steal others' names when I said that...^^

Ohhh okay....

So yah. And, I am working on a Balto IV FanFic as well, and I am hoping to get in the top ten Fics, or even Fic of the week! Well, here's how it has begun:
BALTO: THE RETURN OF ALEU
It was around noon in the small township of Nome Alaska. A tan stray trotted along the icy streets; his odd green eyes straying now and then from a piece of meat hanging in the butchers window, to a pretty girl on the corner. He knew that since her owner stopped to look inside a shop window, that this was the time for some serious showing off. He grinned daringly as he leaped over a crate, landing with delicate grace that ended up being botched as he slipped on ice, going into a pile of snow. He lays upside down; tail hanging near his nose when a goose comes skidding past. He seemed to be mumbling Russian words to himself.

The tan dog blinked and rolled over, and furrowed his brows when the goose shouted to himself.

“Stupid ice! Stupid snow! Bah, sometimes I think if I flew south it would be worth it! OY!”

The dog grins, and the word food is written on his lips. He growled and leaped at the bird, only succeeding in crashing next to him; again on his back. The goose noticed the dog and yelped, trying to run off of the ice.

“Ack! Balto! Jenna! ANYONE!”
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Snowflakes dappled the cappuccino-tinted fur that coated the slender yet well built husky mix, Aleu, as she treaded along the land in search of her father. She had only arrived with her pack not long ago, and she thought now was a good time to greet her father, after a long few years.
Small yet alert ears flew forth in an upright perk as the familiar shrieking of a goose fell upon them. Shaking her head, she chuckled to herself as she trotted on over towards the source of the birds cry. She stopped to shake the snow free from her coat, which was not all lighter than her father’s own.

Aleu smiled warmly when she saw her father in the distance, with a small group of huskies. Boris, the goose in distress, suddenly came skidding past.

“Ey Boris.” Aleu said as she grinned slyly, hitting the goose’s beak gently and playfully with a beige coloured forepaw.

“Why you little...” a male voice came from where Boris had. The tan mutt came skidding past; obviously after the goose, but came to a sharp stop, almost colliding with Aleu. His eyes widened on the girl before he backed away cautiously. He knew that now everyone sees him as the new ‘outcast’. Although he was once welcome, when Steele returned he was swiftly ejected. He dad never gotten over that grudge, either...

Boris hid behind Aleu.

“Aleu! Thank GOODNESS you’re here! Save me from this WILD ANIMAL!”

The male stood up and looked at Aleu, then back at Boris.

“Back off feather face! I’m no wild animal! And lady, this fight aint with you...”

Aleu glared.

“Hey...leave the goose alone! He’s with me.” She said, as she looked back in her father’s direction. The male’s eyes followed, and once his eyes came to Balto, he bared his fangs.