Young Writers Society

You open your eyes and find yourself in a forest. It's unlike anything you've ever seen, and it feels you're very, very far from home.



You don't see anything threatening, unless trees and rocks and earth are somehow threatening to you. The forest is dead silent except for the far off twittering of birds in the trees. You're completely alone as far as you can tell, but there is a still and silent presence that you can feel lingering in the air. Whether it is good or evil you cannot tell yet, but it is most certainly magic.

You wonder: are there other creatures in these woods? Or are you the only one, left to wander alone? To find out, you must start walking. Fate will determine who you will meet, and when.

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A dark shape peeks out from behind a pile of rocks. As it steps into the light that seeps through the branches above, the light reveals small pointed ears and a pointed muzzle. The animal walks into a small clearing and sits down, wrapping its bushy tail around its paws. It is a fox, but a jet black one, with only a little bit of white at the tip of its tail and nose.

"Well, it's quiet. I don't like quiet. It's boring. I don't like that either." The fox taps his left forepaw on the ground, scratching at the turf. He mutters inaudible words to himself as he continues scraping at the ground.

Lachainne peeked out from behind a tree. It was so beautiful here!



((Lachainne is an elf, long blond hair, usually wears green pants and shirt with a brown cloak. She comes from celtic mythology.))

Ferna opens her sparkling sapphire blue eyes and stretches her wings wide as if waking from a short nap however she soon becomes aware of the forest surroundings she was in, this was not the same place she had settled down for her rest and the almost silence made her feel somewhat uneasy. She gazed around to try and get her bearings hoping to see, hear, smell it sense something that would aid her In working out where it was she had just awoken let alone how she had got there.


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He didn't know why he had been summoned to this forest, so far away from the perilous streets of London, where he and his brothers fed on dying souls. He wondered who in this forest could possibly be on the edge of life. It didn't seem likely that anyone or anything could die in this forest. Magic permeated the atmosphere and the only black magic he could feel was himself, Darkness. A breeze rippled through the wood, a sign of peace, a good omen. Why, then, was he here?

Someone, somewhere in this very forest, was about to die, but the forest's magic was much too strong for him to find them. It overpowered the scent of death. He would have to do complete his task another way. He was sure he would be able to tell if he came face to face with them. For now, he would need a companion, someone who could track in the absence of the dark. He could be very persuasive if need be. All that he needed to do was find another animal.

((Im actually familiar with Grim and his bros. Black dogs.))


The fox pricked his ears. He smelled something, possibly another canid. The hackles raised on his back. He could sense something else, but he wasn't quite sure what. There were more creatures in these woods.

"Anyone out there?" He looked around then barked loudly, wondering if anyone could hear him.

Lachain jumped when she heard the fox.
"Who, or what are you?" Her lilting voice called out.