Creatures Caves

Synopsis: Genie was an ordinary bruin norn, residing in the arc. Millions of other norns surrounded her daily life, when the exsisting norns suddenly start disappearing without record Genie starts to wonder when it's her turn.

Notes:
It's a survival story. It will be somewhat dark but not violent.
It will be written in a diary format, daily events are noted down.

Okay with that written I'll begin.

Day 1
Well, to say the least it's been a long day. It started out rather normal till I saw my friend Sheldon (he's a bengal, I think I have a bit of crush on him!~) with a look of pure terror on his face. I pondered what could have caused the normally optimistic and mild Sheldon to seem so disrupted. Had he been rejected by another girl?
Anyway past that I saw a large Grendel stagger slowly in shock. It was not rejection. To scare a Grendel it had to be something pretty darn horrifying. Shaking Sheldon I asked him what was wrong. "I-I-I-I... Saw s-s-s-something... I-it w-w-was..." He mumbled quaking rapidly in fear.
He wouldn't say much else he just passed cold out into a deep sleep beyond that...
I'd have asked the Grendel (at the risk of getting hit. Grendels can be somewhat violent to the norns, however if you ask them nicely co-operation is possible...) however upon looking back up he'd turned tail for the comforts of the jungle teranium. Or well at least I'd figured. There wasn't much else I could do... In an attempt to continue on with my day I pushed the door open to go see my ettin friend Digit. When I entered the ettin home instantly I saw Digit and her sister Washuu (We seriously don't name ourselves, some benevolent force does but at the same time not alot of our names make much sense to me...) lifting a heavy piece of silver machinery about. They'd pilfered it from the Capitalia again. It was okay though. We hadn't seen or heard from Shee for years. Or so my mother told me of the Shee. She said Grandma's Grandma was around before and just after their absence.
The ettin pair were always shiftly creeping about almost like they were ready for the return of the Shee.
Later on to make my day elongated, the elder ( a forgetful shaky Civet norn called Bean) decided to call a meeting. Not just for the norns though. The meetings were pathetic enough especially seeing as nobody even got told what they needed due to widespread arguments between norns. He decided Grendels and Ettins attendance deemed necessary. Great. An interspecies meeting means three things. Longer meetings in general.
More arguments.
Standing in the already tiny capitala hub.
Just perfect. The meeting didn't run smoothly. A bunch of youth Norns kept riling Bean up and teasing any girls. Then a gang on Grendels stormed in late shouting sorry and making as much noise as possible mumbling whenever a point was raised. To make the already bad meeting worse, I fell face first into a pile of seeds. In front of EVERYONE. Yay. I'm going to have to name change from Genie to starch-face. I now officially hate meetings with a passion. All that got said is that there is something strange going on. An adult ettin male and a baby norn vanished. Without any trace. I think they just hit the warp. Let's face it any other explanation is totally foo dem.

Day 2

Woke up. Not much happened. Sheldon seems to have concluded he and the grendel ate bad cheese. He said they shared a meal of blue cheese. He also says he's never eating cheese of the floor again (uggh why would you?).
Saw Digit again. She's fixated on finding the Ettin that went walkies. She seems to think he's been snatched. I told her my conclusion of the warp and she shot it down totally saying the Ettin would have signed off or something like that. She forgets how easy it would be to trip over it when carrying tat back. Saw a Grendel today who told me that there are huge machines to the far right of the ship. It failed to interest me to be quite frank. I'm more into gathering food and playing in the lift.