Creatures Caves

Last Stand is a story that I've had in my head for a while, and it'll feel good to finally get it out onto paper.

It will be mainly about several small colonies of norns of various breeds, on a docked Shee Ark plauged with huge packs of grendels during a wolfling run.

Just a note, I tried to be the most realistic I could about this story, all agents are real and how time passes is believable for a creature-- instead of 'last year', they'll say 'last hour'.

CHAPTER ONE: Enter Moonshadow

Moonshadow opened his eyes to find that his mother was not in their nest; she had probably left early to scavenge for food. Not much was left after the grendels awakened and gathered fruit, nuts, and ,if any strayed from the trees, norns. The Ark was being overrun with grendels, and no one could seem to find the hand anywhere. Moonshadow sat up and inspected his purple bengal fur for any ants that may have crawled through the open doorway while they were asleep. Satisfied, he forced himself up to see if he could find any Pumperspikel nuts in the upper part of the network of treehouses and bridges. He walked out of the twig and mud hut and closed the door behind him. He walked down to the lift and went up. His friend Tawny, a female fallow nornling about Moonshadow's age, was already scooping up some nuts."Oh, hey Shadow! I'm surprized you had enough guts to get this close to the grendels' gate!", she joked and tossed a nut at Moonshadow. He caught it with a stern look at Tawny. "You shouldn't waste the food. Who knows when they'll cut off the food supply completely, and you shouldn't be yelling up here. The guards know how to kill you know; what happend to the group of rebels last hour taught me that--" Moonshadow stopped at the mention of the rebel group. His father, his older brother Martin, Tawny's mother, And many other norns launched an attack on the gate from the Norn Terrerium to the Jungle Terrerium. They underestimated how many eggs the leading pair, Vekke and Nafaria, were making. None of the fighters lived. Tawny wrinkled her nose at Moonshadow. "Forget it, Shadow. It's not like we're going to survive this thing," She grunted as she lifted her pile of nuts and began to walk away. "They made slaves of the ettins because that's what they were made to do. In their eyes, we were made to die at their claws. We're good as extinct without the hand. As long as she's gone," Tawny climbed into the elevator with the nuts, "We daon't have to care anymore." Moonshadow watched as the lift went down, and sighed. He sat on the edge of the platform, and took a bite out of the nut Tawny had thrown at him. He sat there, watching the artificial sun rise over the treetops.