This is just Chapter 1 of a story I started writing today.
Yes, I know it's lame, but I just wanted to share it!
I felt the cool breeze in Sarepia, smelling the sweet thorned roses on the bush. My stomach grumbled. I was starving.
Transformed into my bunny, I plucked some big blackberries from the bush, carefully placing them in my pouch to save for later.
Suddenly, the smell came over me. A wolf? No, I couldn't match the scent. Another bunny? Not that either. I transformed into my wolf once more, and put my muzzle to the dirt, attempting to track the scent.
The scent wasn't bad. It smelled like rare rose petals, not found around Jamaa much. It was unusual, and the scent seemed to be getting stronger.
Bump. Ouch. My nose had hit a firepit. But... where did it come from? The rocks may have scattered in a circle, but they wouldn't budge when I kicked them. Wood was in the center of the pit. Not any kind of wood though, some bark I've never smelled before.
Suddenly, everything went black.