*Sorry, Silver. I had an idea this morning, so if ya already wrote their self- describing... well... DON'T BLAIM THE BIG OL' FAT JAP, PLEEEEEEESA!!!!!!!!*
(One more thing; I'll probably use some CCR 'n/or J. Fogerty's lyrics from now on. Just to avoid some FAQ.)
Q.:... OK. I guess it's time to introduce ourselves.
Jo.: Oh, there's no need for that!
Jo.: Um, how about because YOU'VE ALREADY DID THAT ON THAT JUMPIN' 'N SHOUTIN' CONVERSATION!
A.: But all we did was say our names.
A.: SO? Y'all came with this 'presentation-to-the-whole-class', thus...
Jo.: OK, OK! I got the ticket! I prefer to guess, though.
Z.: HA!!! That I wanna see!
Su.: Fine. Me, first. First o' all:
...you're SAVRIN FURFIRE, a firewolf hybrid, with personal troubles from the past that are still on your thoughs nowadays. But you try to remain calm and not let these thoughs have any influence on your actions, altough it's too hard for you.
...and you're ZEPHYR, a pure firewolf, with big potential, big confidence, and BIG head. I can also see that you're not very found on these two furs, but y' just can't leave them hanging, although you don't like to show it. Ah, you also have some personal matters with a very close relative.
...now, you're ABBIE MAIL'AR, adopted by an old, but very kind cat male. Whoa, you sure has quite o' a past on yer back! Well, you have strong feelings on your step, I mean, sister, always look after her. But this can lead ya to jump into conclusions without giving yourself a good thinking. Also a lil' short-temper, but very kind at heart
...you're DIANE MAIL'AR, a great thief's daughter, and proud of it. Oh, you've lost track of your father when little, and always dreams about meeting him again someday. A little obsessive and compulsive, jump to conclusions most time, but y' sure are strong, independent, brave, agile and love your brother alot, even you've got in trouble trying to showing it.
...finally you're QUVAS LIGHTFOOT, a brave soldier and high guard chief of the Wildtra Tribe. Very loyal to your commander and has a big sense of honor and justice. Although, you always have your thoughs focused on your diseased son, and this acting almost costed yours and the others life. But you're in peace with yourself now, like a big ol' bag of potatoes was got off your shoulders. Now, you gave yourself a mission: lead these youngsters to the right path and train them for anything that comes at your journey.
D., A., Z., Q. and S.: ...uhhhhhh, OK.
Jo.: Y'all have to say this all the time?
Z.: Well, what do you expect? First, we almost were transformed into porkchops by my brother with Hitler Complex, the furs getting on my nerves and to finsh, y'all almost turned us to dust! I'm starting to like the prison again...
D.: Quiet, Zephy!
Z.: W-H-A-T D-I-D Y-O-U J-U-S-T S-A-I-D ?
S.: Please, not again...
Z.: Mind your businness, hybrid!
S.: W-H-A-T D-I-D Y-O-U J-U-S-T S-A-I-D ?
Z.: Hey, it's my line!
Q.: Calm down, please!
A.: Oh, God...
C.: *sniff, sniff* Hey, you are feeling this?
Jo., Ja., P. and Su.: ...Yes. Hey.
D., A., Z., Q. and S.: You just, Shut up, Don't talk to, Wait a sec, Stop it...Jo., C., Ja., P. and Su.: HEY, YOU DOPES!
D., A., Z., Q. and S.: WHAT?
C.: ... we're not alone... danger's ahead.
P.: Yeah, it looks like an army...
Ja.: Yes, formed by... weasels?
D., A., Z., Q. and S.: Inavara and Yuira...
C.: Friends of yours?
S.: Oh yeah, some good ol' friends. They want to eat us alive, regurgitate us and eat us again over, and over...
Jo.: OK, OK, we got the picture! But they're not at open fields.
Q.: So? Where are they?!
Ja.: They're at some sorta...castle. Maybe you know something about it, Zephyr.
Z.: Me? The only castle I know is...!
D. and A.: The PRISON!
Z.: But we can't be so sure! Only if has...
Jo.: ... a big ol' hole on its wall?
Z.: uhhh, yes?
Jo.: Well, guess we found it.
They just walked in circles or something? What will happen to our heroes? Will they ever stop saying "...uhhhhh, yeah."? Find out these and more on the next chapter, in this same forum, in this same topic!
John Flaherty, the Official Furfire Shonen-ai Matchmaker.