Hey guys! You know what I just realized? Half of my stories say thanks to I'mNotAGoodWriter.
Well...I just realized this story is going to start the same way.
Thanks to I'mNotAGoodWriter, who gave me this idea, and let me keep it!
Well, this isn't that great, so maybe Miss Awesomesauce (see above name :D ) doesn't want her name in such a crappy story...but ah, well, she's stuck with it. :D
Let's get started!
The sun beat down mercilessly on the hardened sand. It rose in waves off the cracked ground, and shimmered in the light.
The viper Sinead slithered quickly, trying to avoid the heat on her tender stomach.
She was going to a meeting with other animals. The golden eagle, Ned, had told her about it.
The deadly viper was the leader of the lizards and snakes, so it was mandatory that she come.
Ned had only worked his way up to the top through years of killing to get there, unlike Sinead, who only had to eat a few small lizards to work fear into the other's hearts. They had quickly promoted her, which was just what Sinead wanted.
She stopped, ignoring the burning on her tender belly, and glanced up at the sun. She was late. Throwing herself forward, she slithered forward as fast as she could, trying not to eat too much dust.
Suddenly something pounced on her, and she felt herself being lifted off the ground.
"Put me down, you fool!" She hissed.
Whatever was holding her grunted, and then dropped her. "Ouch! What did you do that for!" She protested. Then she looked up into the handsome face of Ian, the wolf, and regretted her words.
"I only did as you said, milady." Ian said. Then he mumbled. "If you call a snake a lady."
Sinead hissed vile words at him and took off, gliding towards the selected meeting place.
Once again she felt Ian's sharp teeth crunch over her. "What this time?" She rasped.
"Dearie, we changed the location." The soft voice of Amy the gazelle said. Amy was beautiful, the way she floated easily over the dry sand and grass of the Sahara. Amy had gotten lucky. The rest of them...not so much.
Ian dropped her. He smiled down her, showing his sharp teeth. The sun shone on his silver-gray hair. Sinead hissed a couple profane things at him and slid away.
Amy delicately turned to Ian. "Why are you being so mean to her?" She asked, her voice soft.
Ian growled, "Because, she's a snake!"
Amy shook her small, dainty head. "Ian..." She paused. "What if it had been you?"
She looked over at Ian, who was panting, his tongue hanging out of his mouth. When he realized she was watching him, he abruptly pulled it back in.
"I...It wouldn't have been me." He finished sharply.
"Come." Amy said, taking a few steps on her slender legs, then pausing to wait for Ian. "Let's go meet up with the others.
She leapt away, effortlessly rising and falling on her fragile legs. Ian bounded after her, running just as easily.
Then it was that Amy realized that if time should pass any longer, she should not remain friends with Ian, the wolf. He had easily adjusted to his new body, and had learned to hunt quickly. With the rest of them, it had not been so easy.
She shuddered, and ran faster, leaping over a fallen log to see if Ian would be able to do it. He did, easily, his silver body rising off the ground effortlessly.
Her body shook as she ran faster, with Ian keeping pace with no difficultly.
Deftly, she turned a corner and came upon the destined meeting place, which was shaded with trees for rest.
A black panther leaped down from a tree surprising Amy, who leaped back in terror. "Hello, dear." Natalie purred.
Amy's graceful legs shook. "Uh, hi." She hadn't realized panthers leaped from trees. She would have to be more careful in the future.
Natalie lay down next to Amy and began licking herself clean. The sun shone down upon the panther, and caused her sleek body to shine.
Amy looked around her at the place she now called home. The sun mercilessly beat down on the dry, waving grasses, and the wind blew, howling out its distaste to the sun, causing everything in its wake to shiver and bend with fear.
She blinked her soft brown eyes, looking at the two predators around her. "Where is everyone else?" She asked.
Sinead popped up her ugly head from some dry grasses not far away. "Here." She said. "Don't know where anyone else is." She then went back down into her small grass nest.
Amy heard the drumbeat of hooves in the distance, and looked up to see a beautiful chestnut Arabian stallion galloping towards them.
The horse leaped over the same fallen log which, only a few minutes before, Amy and Ian had vaulted.
"Hello, Amy." Dan said, soft brown eyes looking down at the small cervid next to him. Then he took in Ian and Natalie, and involuntarily stepped back.
He looked at Amy trying to read her eyes.
She shook her frail head. Not now.
Dan huffed, and lowered his head to graze on some of the greener grasses. They all looked up a while later to see Hamilton coming towards them, in the body of a gorilla.
They all gasped in unison, having not seen Hamilton...when...when it had happened. They hadn't known what he had...become.
He was leading a bunny, and perched on his back was a large tarantula. "Hello, people." He said, then stopped, and scratched his massive head, as if trying to figure out whether or not that was the right thing to say. "I, uh, mean animals."
The tarantula scurried off Hamilton's back, and looked up at the others. "I'm Madison." It whispered.
The small rabbit looked up at everyone, and started shaking when it saw the snake, the panther, and the wolf.
Hamilton leaned over and whispered something to it, which they all heard anyway. "It's ok. They won't eat you."
"Of course not." Ian said. His tongue lolling out of his mouth. "Does anyone know what happened to...wait, who's missing?"
Sinead slithered over. "Either Ted or Reagan."
The bunny seemed to realize they were all asking who it was, so it squeaked, "Uh, I'm Ted."
Amy stepped back in shock, one of her tiny hooves accidentally kicking Natalie's tender nose.
She growled.
"I'm so sorry!" The gazelle said, shaking.
Natalie batted the cervid with her paw, and she fell over.
"Careful!" Ian growled.
"Sorry." Amy said.
Hamilton reached over and picked Amy up, setting her back on her feet. "Reagan is a white rat. The problem is...she's in someone's house in a cage."
Everyone started yelling at the same time. Natalie growled, Dan tried to whinny as loud as possible to make herself heard, Ian howled, which stopped everyone abruptly.
"What?" Ian asked.
"Uh...no offense dude," Dan nickered, "But, first off, your howl sends chills down my spine, and second off, its not night, so...what are you howling at?"
"Uh...nothing." Ian growled, showing his teeth at the horse, who instinctively backed away, shaking.
"Guys!" Amy said. "We have a meeting to conduct!"
"Yes, let's get started." Ted said, shaking from fear of all the predators.
Sinead popped her head up. "I think I know how to get this stupid mouse out of the cage."
"Oh." Amy said, ignoring the viper, and flicking her silky ears forward, glancing around with an unreadable look in her eyes. "Shall the meeting come to order?"
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