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Soojin

Jul 26, 2020 17:19:09 GMT

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Can't we pretend we are in a fantasy world?

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Post by Soojin on Jul 26, 2020 17:19:09 GMT

Renyana's History;

"Gather 'round children, and adults too, let me tell you a story. My name is Ren and I am about to tell you about the time when the Skin-pelts came to Renyana."

"Thirty some, long, years ago Renyana was a peaceful land. It was filled with beauty from the East to the West. From the North to the South. It was filled with such beauty! Oh, the wonders each land held. The secrets that the critturs' whispered to each other. Wolves lived happily here, freely and without fear of true danger. That was, until the Skin-pelt's came. Thirty years it has been.. Thirty long years of fear, pain, tears and sorrow. Thirty long years of a shadow that cannot be penetrated.

Skin-pelts came to our Island, our precious Island. They trapped wolves and built on our land, polluting our air, food and water. A large, looming, structure was built and it was used for such evil doings.. These Skin-pelts wore strange, colored, pelts that were some times covered with a long white pelt that came straight to the ground. These Skin-pelts came to our lands and destroyed the very happiness that was Renyana. The true evil that was done is not entirely known for what these creatures thought, said or did was strange and no wolf could ever. They walked upright and spoke in a strange, harsh, language.

It wasn't long before these strange creatures began busying themselves with things around the structure. Wolves were brought in and trapped in small spaces and scarcely fed or watered. Starved, they were! These Skin-pelts began to test and pump our brethren full of unknown substances, things that burned when it coursed through your body.

Death was inevitable.
..Death was welcomed.

Those that preformed nicely were moved onto the next level. Those that preformed poorly were killed. Disposed of. Destroyed..

Within the walls of the structure the wolves were divided into two categories. Breeders and Testers. Breeders were those who were kept in nicer areas, treated better and fed better. Breeders were those that produced more test subjects. The Testers were the ones who went through the real hell. The Testers were tormented, starved, abused and pumped full of all kinds of ungodly substances.

Though know this, Breeders were not left alone entirely. They were allotted four litters. Once that fourth litter was old enough the Breeder was taken to be a test subject and if they did not preform well they were killed. If a Breeder failed as a breeder then they were destroyed - as they were of no use to the Skin-Pelts.

It was months into the hell that had come to our Island when a pure white wolf pup was born. A pup that, when she opened her eyes, was revealed to be a rare specimen.

An albino!

A rare creature. This pup was different from the others. Rather than growling and snapping at the hand of the Skin-pelts she watched with a odd curiosity. Her pinkish, red, eyes boring into the forms of these Skin-pelts. When she reached of age she was taken to be a tester. She proved to be a good one. Scoring pluses on every level that she took and soon they began to talk and made her a breeder. Throughout her pregnancy she was tested on and when it came time for her to give birth, she only birthed one child. A child like herself. But the creatures were unhappy, they were angry! Their test subject had failed. They stripped the pup from her side and attempted to dispose of it but as if something snapped inside the white wolf's head, she turned and closed her jaws on the neck of the man who held her child. As if by some kind of grace, the doors to the cells that held the imprisoned wolves were opened and out came the wolves. The battle for survival, the battle for freedom and for life. In the end, the Skin-pelts fell and the wolves were free and so was whatever the Skin-pelts did to them.

Now our lands are sad. Our lands do not hold the beauty that they use to and now there is fear. Fear for our lives that this virus may reach us.

That is our story, dear ones. Remember it well and never forget the evil that was placed onto us.

Edited Jul 30, 2020 3:12:46 GMT By Soojin

Post by Soojin on Jul 26, 2020 17:19:09 GMT

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