The Lonley Road Back to Glory- Cheyenne's Life Now

November 1st


I watched my third mob fall apart in front of me. I was so confused on what I had done wrong. We never grew, yet, they just failed to grow yet again. Now I was on my own once more, and with a litter due in less than a month. I kept walking. Maybe I should have listened to Chris, and stopped always wanting glory. Now I was all alone. Chances were I was going to die. But I knew I had to keep fighting. I wouldn't die pregnant. For all I knew that was Sidorak's first litter fathered, and if he was dead, his blood needed to live on. I wished he would have stayed. We could have made a powerful empire once more out of that mob, yet it never worked.

As I walk, the smell of meerkats gets stronger. I had been walking for about three days, and I was very close to starving. Food was scarce. I was nervous that my pups would die. The first rains came last night, but it's not doing much to help. Not much food has decided to rear it's head. I know I'm far away from my old group's territory, or any of the other now probably perished groups. This group smells big. My heart beat quickens. Maybe I'm in luck. Normally I would be thinking about a takeover, but my state of alone has reduced me to something pathetic- weak. Something i never thought I would ever be, yet I am. I stare at the sand desert floor as I walk slowly, almost dragging myself. How can I live this way?

A loud bark makes me snap my head up. Standing before me is a large male. He's skinny, and his fur a dark brown. Standing next to him is a pathetically small female with dusky brown fur. I know her! That was Chris's old mate. Well, not actual mate, but he loved her and she hated him. By the looks of it, the way she's not trying to get protection from her obvious dominant male, it looks like this dominant couple was a forced relationship.

The female barks and wardances a little. The male, however, charges straight at me. I'm to weak to take on this huge male, and i know I shouldn't even waste my time. He'll probably rip me to shreds, but I charge at him anyways. We meet halfway. I plunge my jaws into his shoulder, using all the strength I have. He snarls in pain then clamps down on my back. I can feel my blood oozing down. I snap my head back, yanking out a slab of flesh. The male howls and backs off, releasing me. He pauses to lick his wound. I do the same. Thankfully, no injury appeared to have been inflicted to my swelling belly. I should have killed him. I'm pathetic now.

The small female rushes down and steps between us. She glances at me. She knows I'm pregnant. This female has a slight bulge to her belly. She is as well. She bares her fangs at me. I want to get accepted into this mob. This is Sidorak's bloodline's last chance. I did something totally against my personality and submitted. She seemed to take pity on me, seeing how frail and weak I was. She scent marked me swiftly then headed back to her group, which was all crowded on the dune, wondering what was going on.

As I limp up the dune, the male stops and falls into pace next to me. I glare at him. He seems like the ladies man type. I'm surprised he settled down. You'd think the type like him would stay a rover.

The group sniffed me when I reached them. They were a good looking bunch. I saw a lot of different colored pelts and eyes. I had never seen such a colored bunch before. I guess I just didn't get around much. The dominant female, who I remembered was named Angie, rested her tail tip on my shoulder and guided me down the dune. Thankfully, the burrow was nearby. For now I was safe. I decided I wouldn't do anything stupid until my pups were born. They had to live, if they weren't all dead already. Then, Angie better watch her back.

That was very good:D I like the idea of posting fanfics in the art forum too. We should:D

I should consider submitting some of my fan fics on here. Maybe even my Pokemon Mystery Dungeon Sprite Comic too. x3

Night wrote:

I should consider submitting some of my fan fics on here. Maybe even my Pokemon Mystery Dungeon Sprite Comic too. x3

You should :D

I'll post mine whenever I get it started... One of my previous comic ideas will be an animation series though... I'll start it after I finish my current animation series, which hasn't started due to lack of casted parts.

I'll get to work on it. 23 parts to add on here... Oh boy. xD

Yay~

That reminds me... I still need to get at least part of Vespera's bio up x.x

Wow lol.

Yesh, that's be awesomeXD

I'll post my fanfics on here too. I'm going to writing Sage's life story, which I'll eventually be posting on Linklu then here:D

November 25th

I've settled down. The time has passed. I've gotten to know everyone in this group, and the wound in my back is healing. It will leave a scar, but what is just one more mark to show off I'm not a prissy female? Angie is due within the next week, which is why I'm not letting my guard down. Last night I gave birth to Sidorak's bloodline- four pups. Three males and a female. I'm sure he would have wanted more males than females, and he got his wish. I decided to name the three males Inferno, Blaze, and Sparky. I named the female Deathrose. Her fur is black. I thought the name was fitting. The three males all have goldenish orange or yellow fur.

It turns out another female recently gave birth as well. Tessa was the original dominant female, but stepped down when the male she wanted was killed. Her pups are around two weeks older than mine. Two males named Isaiah and Connor. They're both quite handsome. We agreed to try to pair one up with Deathrose. I've decided to calm myself down a little. This group is fierce, but not evil or vicious, so I'll just stick to what they are.

Deathrose squeals and paws my side. Her brothers still sleep softly. I can hear the squeals of Tessa's pups in another chamber, then the grunt of the dominant male, Ahmon, which means shut up. He's quite mean, a bully, and stubborn. I'm pretty sure that his top spot was forced. Angie seems anything but fond of him, which I can't blame.

A small pelt brushes past me. The dusky gold coat of Kaylene, one of the quickest fighters in the group, heads out. She may not be dominant, but she's an early riser. This group is up early. There are more males than females in this group, but with all but one of my pups male and both of Tessa's male, that may change soon.

I can't seem to get Sidorak off of my mind. The questions never leave my head. Where did he go? Is he dead? Has he found another mate? Is he looking for me? Does he want to see his pups? I guess, maybe, I did take a liking to the male. But Chris was different. He had been by my side for so long, but just wasn't my taste. He wasn't like me. Some might even think we were polar opposites. Did Chris love me when he died? Does he still love me? If there is an afterlife, is he watching me with love or hate in his eyes?

More meerkats started emerging, so I decided to follow them. Angie didn't seem like the type to kill, so I wasn't worried.

(This one is short. I think the next one is going to be really long, not sure)

This is so cool Stormy. X3