UNDER CONSTRUCTION

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Music: What I've done by-- Linkin Park o:

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Another moon-less night...

The dim stars that speckle the dark, vast night sky hardly provide light, only guided by instinct and the low glow peeling off the nearby city that bustles with activity. The sounds of speeding, brakes, and honks from cars in the distance, as well as light, vibrating music. You are brought to a silent, grassy hill at the edge of the forest, overlooking the city. A small dark figurine sitting at it's edge, staring into space. The long blades of grass wavering with the light crisp breeze, the sign of fall near. You call to the figure, no response...you look down and see bloody pawprints smeared into the trodden ground, leading to the shadowed outline of the canine. You are hesitant to walk forward and touch the creature, but decide not. You sigh, and turn away, begining to walk away before there is a femine voice that cuts through the air. WAIT. and the figure turns it's head to rest it's gaze on you, pink eyes blinked. You arch your eyebrow. Yes? She stares at you, the wind lightly blowing her fur, and her icy stare pins your heart, and a wave of regret and fear washes over you, then fades quickly. Why are you here? comes her bitter-sweet voice. Because I had heard that this place is great for star-gazing, as well as just relaxing...you? she blinks slowly. Her tail thrashing behind her, she murmurs back a reply, I really have no where to go... before looking down at her blood-soaken paws. You follow her gaze, and hold back a gasp. You refrain from asking what has happened. Instead, you swallow your question nagging at you and ask another, What is your name? you ask, and pulling back her lips, she smiles deviantly, revealing long, sharp-pointed, blood-stained teeth that gleamed in the dim light of the city and stars. Your heart skipping a beat, and she extends her claws, digging them into the ground, and quickly heaving herself up. Sharioi. Call me Shari. And you...? You tense as she cirlces around you, expecting an attack, but soon she sits infront of you, and begins to lick her paws. M-My name is guest...but I want to know about you.. you swallow, and she grins again. Good...but if I tell you, you MUST listen, for I will not repeat anything. And you must not tell anyone..cross your heart, hope to die? she says, and rests her icy gaze on you, you wince, and rasp. Promise, cross my heart, hope to die...

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Thank you to all the people who did Sharioi! I really appreatiate it! ♥♥♥