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Abia was gone for like 5 or more weeks when both John and her separated and it doesn't take long to get to Tiksi in that time frame, so It will be interesting to see where she has been the whole time, I am going to take a while on the next write and for good reason Next one is going to be a thriller ride!! Thanks for the continued support

It was getting daylight as me and the alpha parted out ways. I was in control again feeling the reason for my existence. I was separate from the pack of humanity. I have been shot at, taken captive and abandoned… by Abia. I remember our last conversation together after eating our last meal... Abia stoked the fires very slowly feeling the coals eat at her stick as she gazed at them with a gloomy expression. She asked me, “So what do we do now?” I was frantic, she had somehow appointed me the leader and I scratched my ear, with my claw like hand saying, “I am not sure, it’s still all new to me and Mayak I guess wasn’t the best place to try and survive. But what can we do, we are cut off do to the surrounding military presence. I can’t understand what they are searching for, and the only outlet is through the wilds. Maybe I can hunt…” Abia through her stick in the fire and glared at me, “So you going to go and hunt while I do nothing?” I wasn’t sure if she was just bored or frustrated with the conditions we were in, but I could tell she was very upset and said, “Look John I cannot do anything here, I’m more of some meat sac as a constellation prize for your hard work. I lay awake at night trying to find a way to be useful, yet it’s always the same thing! I don’t know why I even bother asking from you.” I was getting tired of her complaining attitude, ”Look I cannot account for what has happened, we are not stranded, we are in hiding, I thought you knew that was the reason for us coming here.” “Yes I know that, but are we going to just stay hiding?? I mean we could go look for people who can help such as the Chinese.” I was perplexed, “You want me to go south? Through all of Russia once again… looking like this?” I stood there in full view with arms outstretched, “I can’t even pass off as a human being and you want us to go from the north side of Russia all the way to China?” She replied steadfast and stood with authority, “I wasn’t suggesting that we could walk the whole way. We could go east to Tiksi! They have an airport and it’s the closest thing around here ever since the destroyed the only civilization out here” “So a plane that is your master plan?” She stayed silent. I couldn’t talk to her, I had to go out and vent my frustrations. And after a few days of silence and no food she was gone... But it doesn’t matter anymore, I was going to take her master plan and go east, and hopefully we might meet up once again. I just hope that she was able to survive long enough… I ran full speed through the woods now towards Tiksi.

*pats VC on the back* dont worry friend we all get Da ja vu

LOL there are way more girls on here then you think... or at least we hope.... they just dont post that much Anyways Welcome

Yes that is my issue with the story as well when it comes to first person it is hard to describe the world fully without a third person view, I am sure that in my next write that I can do that more successfully. Thanks for reading glad you enjoy it so far

I apologize for being dormant and I figured that maybe I could catch your guys attention again, this is my latest chapter in American Furry, hope you guys come back to reading it I promise to try and write more now that I am back in college and I can keep myself busy with the story. P.S. dont worry about thinking you will spoil something, this one chapter can stand alone as a prologue. Chapter 8 Stray My life is at its edge, Abia and I went our separate ways after a few weeks. We ran out of food I wasn’t sure what happened, she left me while I was asleep and after searching for 3 days with no luck I retreated back into Mayak and searched the streets for food. I cried, I knew it was because I was giving her the hungry eyes. Yet every time I savored my lips I couldn’t help but desire eating her. When I came back from a hunt in the wild outskirts I found her gone. The city was so deserted; threats of nuclear contamination were still in certain areas. Yet I began to prowl the safer areas in hopes of finding food. Yet this city lacked much and only returned a lonely feeling. I was hunting what game I could find and soon lost the desire to eat a cooked meal. It happened after on one of my hunts I found myself sleeping next to a half-eaten animal carcass that I lost my taste for food and just accepted it. My life as a human being was lost and it was hard for me to get it back. Everything that I desired was beginning to fade with each sunset. The idea that I would starve didn’t strike me as a problem, however hunger always clouded my thoughts. I began taking to many risks stealing from passing military patrols. Yet the wolf in my mind kept me cool wagging its stupid tail at every exciting thought. The wolf was happy to be out here and saw the snowy field was plentiful with food. I smelled the forest and found so many recognizable scents. And killing was easy….. The idea of using a gun to hunt would draw unwanted attention but using my Jaws and speed served me better. I was stalking my prey and feeling my paws softly push against the snow as my claws dug gently into the earth beneath the snow. It took me a while to learn how to hunt, the first few weeks of starvation made me learn to analyze and attack appropriately. Funny how much you can think about how to catch a rabbit or a bear… Yes I did hunt bear because they were easy to fool and lacked real thought process. They had more strength then me but an easy prey for straight line attacking. I would use nets or make use of pits to collapse and break a bear before I would kill it quickly and begin to eat. I was beginning to see the reason why the wolf in my head loved it out here and I allowed it the right to roam freely because it kept me fed. It wasn’t long before I left Mayak due to lack of comfort in the open spaces of buildings and rooms. I felt more at ease sleeping under a tree after a wild hunt or finding a nice tree in a hill and dig out a warm nest to lie in. Sure I was being an animal, but it felt better then sleeping in Mayak and worrying about its radioactive mess. However I still had my nightmares. The dream of seeing myself simply as I am, a monster, always hurt my wellbeing. I would wake up with a scream after seeing a decapitated bear and me eating its insides. I would remember the first man I killed, except I was him holding the gun with my throat cut. Every night was starting to get uneasy. I couldn’t hunt with pride and rejoice after a kill. And I allowed the wolf in my mind to take over. Days went by with absentmindedness and even weeks. I had forgotten civilization as each day blended into the next one. The hunt was all in one sequential nightmare and my mind felt like it was being enclosed in a box as that stupid wolf wagged its tail with glee. I was losing…. Losing to this wolf… The split personality that would take over my actions had more strength and endurance to the world then I did. I felt weak and useless as the wolf took us deeper into the wilds away from civilization. It was then that we came across a sound. There was a howling in the full moon as we were taking a drink from the dark waters of the forest. I saw the wolf in my mind it was quiet and very nervous. For across the waters we saw a white wolf. I wasn’t fully awake at first in comprehending what I was seeing but it got me to come out of my shell and watch. The wolf was licking the water in front of us seeing the moon bounce in the rippled waters as it looked at us with curiosity. It turned its head as I felt my head turn as well. Then the wolf in my mind got excited and I heard my heartbeat race. Without thinking we stumbled over to the wolf in a playful curiosity as my tail wagged and nose sniffed the air around it. The white wolf was nervous with fright as it tried to keep its distance from us. This made sense to me considering that we are not a wolf but some kind of hybrid with humanoid features. The wolf then flared its teeth at us as we jolted back with our head low wondering what was wrong as my tail wagged lightly. I realized that the wolf in my head was trying to gain acceptance as it winced and yawned eager to play with the white wolf. Yet the white wolf climbed to higher ground with its tail between its legs. Then I heard paw-steps as my ears twitched back to see a pack had already surrounded us. They approached us with curiosity as I tried to keep myself calm. So many flesh tearing teeth rubbed close to my skin as they wanted to understand what they were seeing. The wolf in my mind continued to wag its tail. However I did not want to wag my tail. I wasn’t going to accept this as my life anymore and I wept. I felt control of my body once more as my tail stopped wagging. Yet I was surrounded by the pack as they sniffed the palm of my claws. I wasn’t sure what to do as they circled me smelling my jeans with many holes and the hoody that was torn and covered in dirt. They began to lick my fur to taste the sweat and that’s when it happened. I saw the Alpha wolf dart back away with a fearsome growl. It saw us as a threat as the other wolves acted the same way. The wolf in my mind ran away into the black areas that I could not see. I was now alone with these wolves uncertain of how they would deal with me. I was surrounded by growling teeth and realized I could die from anyone of their metal cutting bites. It was then that the wolf in my mind rushed back and opened my jaws. I growled… Growled! Like I couldn’t imagine. My throat was cringing as my nostrils flared. My eyes squinted as my teeth flared and the force of my lungs kicked the back of my throat. I sounded so fearful that it scared me when I heard the effect. The alpha leader and the other wolves took a step back as they realized I was a threat. I continued to snarl and growl nipping my teeth at any wolf that dared to engage me. Eventually the pack fell into pairs and ran away from us leaving the alpha wolf and me in a deadlock glare. It was clear to me what I was now as I saw the ferocity in my wolf’s eyes. We were the stray, the stray of this world.

Chapter 8 Stray My life is at its edge, Abia and I went our separate ways after a few weeks. We ran out of food I wasn’t sure what happened, she left me while I was asleep and after searching for 3 days with no luck I retreated back into Mayak and searched the streets for food. I cried, I knew it was because I was giving her the hungry eyes. Yet every time I savored my lips I couldn’t help but desire eating her. When I came back from a hunt in the wild outskirts I found her gone. The city was so deserted; threats of nuclear contamination were still in certain areas. Yet I began to prowl the safer areas in hopes of finding food. Yet this city lacked much and only returned a lonely feeling. I was hunting what game I could find and soon lost the desire to eat a cooked meal. It happened after on one of my hunts I found myself sleeping next to a half-eaten animal carcass that I lost my taste for food and just accepted it. My life as a human being was lost and it was hard for me to get it back. Everything that I desired was beginning to fade with each sunset. The idea that I would starve didn’t strike me as a problem, however hunger always clouded my thoughts. I began taking to many risks stealing from passing military patrols. Yet the wolf in my mind kept me cool wagging its stupid tail at every exciting thought. The wolf was happy to be out here and saw the snowy field was plentiful with food. I smelled the forest and found so many recognizable scents. And killing was easy….. The idea of using a gun to hunt would draw unwanted attention but using my Jaws and speed served me better. I was stalking my prey and feeling my paws softly push against the snow as my claws dug gently into the earth beneath the snow. It took me a while to learn how to hunt, the first few weeks of starvation made me learn to analyze and attack appropriately. Funny how much you can think about how to catch a rabbit or a bear… Yes I did hunt bear because they were easy to fool and lacked real thought process. They had more strength then me but an easy prey for straight line attacking. I would use nets or make use of pits to collapse and break a bear before I would kill it quickly and begin to eat. I was beginning to see the reason why the wolf in my head loved it out here and I allowed it the right to roam freely because it kept me fed. It wasn’t long before I left Mayak due to lack of comfort in the open spaces of buildings and rooms. I felt more at ease sleeping under a tree after a wild hunt or finding a nice tree in a hill and dig out a warm nest to lie in. Sure I was being an animal, but it felt better then sleeping in Mayak and worrying about its radioactive mess. However I still had my nightmares. The dream of seeing myself simply as I am, a monster, always hurt my wellbeing. I would wake up with a scream after seeing a decapitated bear and me eating its insides. I would remember the first man I killed, except I was him holding the gun with my throat cut. Every night was starting to get uneasy. I couldn’t hunt with pride and rejoice after a kill. And I allowed the wolf in my mind to take over. Days went by with absentmindedness and even weeks. I had forgotten civilization as each day blended into the next one. The hunt was all in one sequential nightmare and my mind felt like it was being enclosed in a box as that stupid wolf wagged its tail with glee. I was losing…. Losing to this wolf… The split personality that would take over my actions had more strength and endurance to the world then I did. I felt weak and useless as the wolf took us deeper into the wilds away from civilization. It was then that we came across a sound. There was a howling in the full moon as we were taking a drink from the dark waters of the forest. I saw the wolf in my mind it was quiet and very nervous. For across the waters we saw a white wolf. I wasn’t fully awake at first in comprehending what I was seeing but it got me to come out of my shell and watch. The wolf was licking the water in front of us seeing the moon bounce in the rippled waters as it looked at us with curiosity. It turned its head as I felt my head turn as well. Then the wolf in my mind got excited and I heard my heartbeat race. Without thinking we stumbled over to the wolf in a playful curiosity as my tail wagged and nose sniffed the air around it. The white wolf was nervous with fright as it tried to keep its distance from us. This made sense to me considering that we are not a wolf but some kind of hybrid with humanoid features. The wolf then flared its teeth at us as we jolted back with our head low wondering what was wrong as my tail wagged lightly. I realized that the wolf in my head was trying to gain acceptance as it winced and yawned eager to play with the white wolf. Yet the white wolf climbed to higher ground with its tail between its legs. Then I heard paw-steps as my ears twitched back to see a pack had already surrounded us. They approached us with curiosity as I tried to keep myself calm. So many flesh tearing teeth rubbed close to my skin as they wanted to understand what they were seeing. The wolf in my mind continued to wag its tail. However I did not want to wag my tail. I wasn’t going to accept this as my life anymore and I wept. I felt control of my body once more as my tail stopped wagging. Yet I was surrounded by the pack as they sniffed the palm of my claws. I wasn’t sure what to do as they circled me smelling my jeans with many holes and the hoody that was torn and covered in dirt. They began to lick my fur to taste the sweat and that’s when it happened. I saw the Alpha wolf dart back away with a fearsome growl. It saw us as a threat as the other wolves acted the same way. The wolf in my mind ran away into the black areas that I could not see. I was now alone with these wolves uncertain of how they would deal with me. I was surrounded by growling teeth and realized I could die from anyone of their metal cutting bites. It was then that the wolf in my mind rushed back and opened my jaws. I growled… Growled! Like I couldn’t imagine. My throat was cringing as my nostrils flared. My eyes squinted as my teeth flared and the force of my lungs kicked the back of my throat. I sounded so fearful that it scared me when I heard the effect. The alpha leader and the other wolves took a step back as they realized I was a threat. I continued to snarl and growl nipping my teeth at any wolf that dared to engage me. Eventually the pack fell into pairs and ran away from us leaving the alpha wolf and me in a deadlock glare. It was clear to me what I was now as I saw the ferocity in my wolf’s eyes. We were the stray, the stray of this world.

Welcome like your art characteristics, you will go far

Wow I loved that poem very good!!!!

OK I did that hope it makes a difference

:s I'm not sure if its just me or not but the lag on this site just gets really bad when you try to find out what the newest posts are and when you click on any one of them it takes like 15 minutes to load an entire page. Has anyone else noticed this? However when you use the individual forum slots in the main page I dont notice any lag at all. Maybe its just the "view today post" HTML is corrupt or missing necessary file uploads?

Oh Wow your already reading it?? dang I need to get back in gear and write more of it then, thanks for taking the time to read it

Oh wow another writer in Sci Fi Anthro, pleased to meet you, I am also a writer myself, but I never get the chance to publish my works. At the moment I am writing American Furry but its taking me a while to get past certain writing blocks. However I do have the plot worked out mostly Glad to see another writer on the forum

Another favorite from the same anime

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bwyNRdAuEOk&feature=player_detailpage Ive been reviewing some old anime called wolfs rain and I just like this song a lot. Post any songs that seem to give a similar feeling Anyways the anime is about a bunch of wolves who try to find heaven at the worlds end. I give the anime 5 starts cause it has a good balance of action and plot but its a very very..... Sad anime Yet I love it anyways :heart: Another one with a nice beat, I know its foreign but it sounds cool lol

The city was burning, as people were shot in snowy fields and left in their own dug pits. I could not fathom the idea of why the Russians were being so brutal to their own people. I continued on foot until we found a convoy that had parked for a smoke. Without thinking about it I used my inner rage to disarm and knock unconscious the soldiers that were near the area. Too our luck it held supplies such as clothing and a medical kit to continue treatments of the bullet wound in my arm. The soldiers laid on the ground holding their weapons gently in their hands as they breathed in a peaceful slumber. I couldn’t understand how a man could bring himself to kills such precious life when he slept in such a peaceful manner. I mean I know it was forced unconsciousness but it still bothered me a lot about how such peace existed in someone that did not look like a monster like me, and yet commit such evil treachery. We decided to take the vehicle to save us some footwork and also provide us with suitable cover as we made our way down the trail. The trees were full of cold snow but at the same time gave me a heartwarming feeling. The tips of the trees had water droplets that fell quietly in sweet gentle drips upon the snow. We approached an outpost that paid little attention to us as we moved past the guards as if we were on our way to another destination. Lining in front of the outpost however were burning bodies and cars of people who had tried to escape from the city. I couldn’t understand what all this massive killing was about but I could tell that it wasn’t just the city civilians but also some of the military personnel as I heard soldiers screaming in the distance in front of a fire line. Abia began to hit the brakes so we could get a better view of this to be sure. We stopped the vehicle to witness this bewildering act. The military were shooting their own. As if they were of some danger to them as the ones who ended their lives wore gas masks and in the distance I saw several bombs go off at different locations near the city where we had seen patrols. We decided to step on the gas and make our way to Mayak the deserted city, before we ourselves were seen as a threat as the outpost behind us was engulfed in napalm with soldiers screaming in burning anger. I wasn’t sure if I should feel sorry for the soldiers but it was clear that this was probably a cover-up of some sort. Mayak was a ghost city as some building laid in rubble while others collected dust from bankrupt business long ago. We decided to park and find a suitable place to stay for the night as we ate the rations that were in the vehicle.

Michael Crichton (Jurassic Park) He was the first, my first novelty I ever read from then on I've always been a sci-fi writer

I like "The Fickle Sea" nice use of rhyme and imagery, but I would say not to get too attached to rhyme and just allow your imagery to flow any way you can. I also try not to use a title that describes the whole event (as much as I try not to But the Fickle Sea is a nice title for that poem with the word Fickle being mysterious or eye catching), I try to leave it in mystery so we can try to picture it in the mind while reading the poem. But by far very nice. I hope you dont mind but I hope by sharing one of my poems it can give you an idea Day Dream My home is lost this place runs like a spinning hive lacking the savoring solitude and consumes available distance I eat alone on windy grass crowded with cool dampness of fresh smelling earth as I smile at the buildings. Yet this isolate picture does not contain truth. My mind travels through space to distant battlefields and long avoided dreams, walking towards a hand outstretched before shimmering falls of fire as silver water licks its feet with glaring stars and piercing beauty displays wonders of revolving mystery so fast that it slings back to earth as my eye catches a grass hopper chirping. The title is day dream but see how it is not revealed as one from the start, The poem first takes place in reality then comes back to reality in the end. Also notice how you can perform a nice rhythm of words that seem to flow when read at a constant speed near the end(even though the words seem a bit jambit the throwing off of rhythm from the start helps to catch you off guard for when the rhythm happens near the end). I feel that imagery can do much better when used in that fashion. All in all though I really enjoyed reading your poems, I might try to use rhyme again, but my creative writing professor always said try not to obey the rules of rhyme and just let it flow naturally.

welcome I like ur signature by the way

That spoke to me.... Thank you

Remove the hard drive, I think its detachable like the X-Box 360's hard drive is.... then try turning it on and reading the disk then reset its connection and attach hard drive to see if it will redo the update

:blush: Yep And proud of it :heart:

yes your still very new when compared to the time some of us have spent on here

By the way silent eclipse warrier is my girlfriend!!!!