A Twisted Tale

Book 1 Part 3

Flame had easily killed the weak brontosaurus. That night the whole cave, including Flame and his mate, had had a feast. Flames mate had been expecting, so Flame had let her eat some of his food. Later while they were sleeping, they were awoken by screeching and roaring. Then the humans had barged into the part of the cave they were in, and before Flame and his mate could do anything, they shot. The humans had shot Flames mate in the head, as she was unable to move fast enough to dodge it. With that, both Flames mate, and his children, died. Flame had managed to make it out of the cave alive, but now, he didn’t think there was anything worth living for.

Flame looked up at the ocean, there was a human boat out in the distance. Flame knew what he should do. Flame stood up. He walked over to the water and dabbed it with his paw, then took a step. He went further and further out, until he was swimming. Flame dived down, deep into the water. There were no megalodons, no fish, nothing, it was empty. Flame never resurfaced, but why would anyone care? No one knew him, he didn’t have any relatives or friends anymore, he had nothing, and now...he didn’t even have life

Well my friends, I hope you took a minute to consider this reality of Lynx’s Tale. A some point I will make one of these for Rorin’s Story, until then, enjoy my other stories, and always consider the fact, that things could have gone very differently for your favorite heroes

-WhiteWinterTiger