Sooo, I was hoping to write some short stories for profiles of my pets. But when I took the pen and started writing I couldn't stop and they weren't short anymore so I decided to simply write them all on blog.
Since I already have stories for most of the heroes of the main story but don't have all of the heroes or their costumes I'm just gonna post the stories one by one as I collect these particular pets.
Also, most of my heroes have something they enjoy doing in their free time like playing instruments, tasting gourmet food, reading and so on. What they enjoy doing, you can find out in their profiles and if you liked their story give them a reward or MP so i can introduce my next hero or heroine sooner.
All in all, I hope you enjoy their stories as much as i did writing them.
Chapter I
Twistlar the Tasi
Twistlar lives on an island called Tasimania with his tribe of native Tasis. They are mostly peaceful tribe that lives in harmony with other pets on island. But Twistlar was different. He wanted to be a real hunter once he grows up and that was the sole reason why he was training so hard. He thought that to do so, he needed two things: hunting skills and a weapon. For hunting skills he practiced by searching for trails of nearby Ariniyas. As for the weapon, he had none. Nobody wanted to give him a boomerang because not a single adult took him seriously. They would just tell him to go and play with other tasis his age which he hated because he considered them all immature and childish. Thus, Twistlar had no boomerang or friends. Loneliness would sometimes get to him but he would just think of it as one of the trials on his path to becoming a hunter.
And so every year Twistlar would write a letter to Santa Claws hoping he would fulfill his wish. He would patiently wait every year for his present by the seaside. Sometimes even days would pass until he his present would be delivered. Sadly for young tasi, none of them contained a boomerang or any sort of weapon, they were just useless toys.
But Twistlar never lost hope and kept writing letter and waiting year by year. Until one year a loud ruckus woke him up while he slept in bush near beach awaiting his present. He went to check it out and had quite a scene to see. There was whole bunch of pets he never saw in his entire life. "Just what are all these pets doing here?" thought Twistlar.
Chapter II
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