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By none other than: Koolsnowball!

Disclaimer: I don't own anything here but the half-animals and their little world. I don't own any of the characters or places from the books. Okay? Good. Now start reading the story. Go on. It won't bite. Just read it. You hear?!
R-E-A-D THE S-T-O-R-Y!!!!!

Ahem.

Okay, I've edited the story a bit. So now it makes a bit more sense....right?

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Aragorn was leading the remainder-of-the-fellowship through some woods in the middle of nowhere. He was getting tired of walking all this way, but he *just* wouldn't accept the fact that he had most likely taken a wrong turn.

"Are you absolutely *sure* you *didn't* take a wrong turn?" Gimli asked for the 5th-and-a-half time.

Aragorn couldn't take much more of this. "YES!! I AM SURE I DIDN'T TAKE A WRONG TURN!!!" Aragorn pretty much yelled at the Dwarf.

"Okay Aragorn, but I'm pretty sure where we were going didn't have any large bodies water…"

Everybody stopped and listened to the sounds of waves crashing on some beach somewhere.

Aragorn just stood there. It was obvious that he was very, very, very p-od. Legolas and/or Gimli would have said something and/or laughed, but they were afraid that Aragorn would literally bite the head off of the next person who said anything. After about five minutes, Aragorn was cooled off enough to talk.

"Well, let's keep going shall we?"

"But I thought we were going in the wrong direction!"

"Shut up Elf."

After about an hour of walking, the sound of waves disappeared, only to be replaced with the sound of a lot of squirrels, birds, and other small furry woodland creatures.

"Hmmm, there are animals here," Aragorn muttered, watching a few squirrels run around a tree and several birds flying around the branches.

"Too many animals." Aragorn finished, also noting some raccoons fighting over a rotting fruit in front of a bush with several unicorn horns protruding from it. There were also several cat-and-wolf-shaped shadows weaving between trees, some with wings, some not. From the moment they escaped the sound of waves they had a strange feeling of being watched.

As soon as Aragorn had finished commentating, a feminine voice shouted out:

"ATTACK!!!"

 At that moment, pretty much every animal in sight had turned towards the group of three and did something remarkable; they changed in to Humans.

Err, kinda, there were still animal parts on the people, like tails, eyestalks (I'll explain later, wait, on second thought, I'll explain now. Half-cat people have eyes on stalks sticking out of their backs. And the eyes have eyelids. That's all I need to say 'cause the attackers are getting bored now and threatening to quit on me if I don't continue), ears, legs, paws, wings, and in the cases of the equines, back parts. Of course, this would be a fight against a bunch of fully armed people, about 200 to 3. Oh, and I must mention the leader was a half-dragon. Kinda unfair, ain't it? Ah well, either way…Amazingly, they got captured. They were abruptly caged and taken to the town of the half-animals.



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Kendarath was the daughter of a spell-maker. Those are people who make up spells (I mean come on, those nifty spells have to come from somewhere, don't they? Huh, huh?!). Well, currently Kendarath the half-Griffin/spell- maker-in-training/sorceress was working on her latest spell, turning one of her favourite foods-pirogues-and turning it into something else- chocolate and other goodies.

 "Sweet-spang-spoom! Aw, rats…"

Kendarath looked at the smoking pile of god-knows-what that had replaced her pirogues. Dumping it in a Garbage can beside her desk, she sighed. Kendarath had been working hard, and had been getting nowhere. As she conjured some more food onto a new plate, she began to concentrate before uttering another spell, But what little concentration she had was totally shattered when the half-dragon leader from before barged in.

"Yo, Kendra, we just caught 2 Humans and a Dwarf. We caged them and are currently bringing them into the town-square. You better come before the crowd gets too rough."

"First of all, since when was I the goddamn leader of this goddamn group, and the one who has to take care of every goddamned case you drag in, and second of all Arientioth, YOU BROKE MY GODDAMNED CONCENTRATION! I was doing well, until you barge in without knocking, or giving me some kind of vague goddamned warning!" Kendarath shouted out at her younger Half-Dragon cousin, Arientioth.

Arientioth winced at her cousins verbal assult, and obsession with the word 'Goddamn' as she stood there listening to her cousin's extensive vocabulary, she glanced out the nearest window to see that the crowd with the three men were nearing the house.

"Um, Kendra, could you finish your rant? There's kinda a thing going on outside, and….uh…." Arientioth was balked by the death glare her very pissed off cousin was giving her. Ari decided to use Plan B.

"Ah, yeah. Now that I think about it, one of those guys looked like an Elf," Arientioth mentally smiled to herself as she saw her plan working. Kendra had heard of Elves and their legendary Hot-ness, but in all 2114 years of her life, never got to see one for herself.

"But then again," Arientioth continued "I could be wrong. You never know…"

Kendarath's eyes narrowed. "Wait…" She started. "You know there's an Elf out there. YOU GODDAMN LIAR! WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON YOU!"

"Shit." Muttered Arientioth under her breath before explaining herself to her cousin. "Well, you see, had I told you before, I thought you would've run into the doorframe like last time I got you excited. So, you see, I-OH MY GOD LOOK AT THAT!!!!" Arientioth finished, pointing out the window behind Kendarath, a look of horror plastered on her face. While Kendra was turned around, Arientioth took that opportunity to run like hell. Kendra figured that her cousin had tricked her again when she looked behind her and saw that there were no windows in that room. After letting out a literal roar of fury, Kendra gave chase to her little cousin in the form of a griffin whilst yelling death threats.

"ARIEL YOU INSOLENT BRAT! I'M NOT DONE WITH YOU YET! JUST WAIT 'TILL I CATCH UP WITH YOU!"

Arientioth, or Ariel for short, just grinned at her cousin as she turned into a small Flightless Dragon. "Aw c'mon Kendra, where's your sense of humour?"

"YOU STUPID LITTLE LIZARD! WHEN I GET MY CLAWS ON YOU I'LLCRAM A SMALL MOUTHED BASS UP YOUR NASAL PASSAGES! STRANGLE YOU WITH A GARDEN SNAKE! KICK YOU IN THE ASS AND BEAT YOU INTO SUBMISSION WITH A RAKE!!!"

Ariel sighed and shook her head before muttering under her breath: "Apparently six feet under. Yeesh, she must be really mad. She's using her Small Mouthed Bass threat. Or was that a spell?"

Ariel soon found out the 'hard' way as she found a fish lodged in her nostril, a snake around her neck, a rake magically floating above her head and twaking her head, and felt a hard kick in the behind that sent her flying up.

"Spell! Definantly a spell!" Ariel said in an unusually high voice while pulling the fish out of her nose and un-wrapping the confused snake from her neck. After all that was done, she turned around and promptly incinerated the rake beating her over the head (remember boys and girls, she's a dragon right now).

Amazingly, after much more death-threats/spells/running, Ariel and Kendra somehow managed to beat the crowd to the center of town. And even more amazing, Kendra had cooled down.

"Well, we'd better clear up the fact that they aren't hunters." Kendra said while looking into the distance at the oncoming mob.

 "Gee, what makes you think that they think they're hunters?" Ariel asked in a totally clueless fashion.

"Well, the fact that they are chanting 'Hunters! Hunters! We caught hunters!' could be a clue."

"Ah." Ariel watched with her cousin as the crowd approached.

Well, whadya think? *note all reviews/comments/ideas are accepted, and any flames will be taken as Arientioth during target practice. Chapter two, coming soon!*