[][] Celebration for 5 years on Scratch! [][] WTA - Write To Adopt To enter, remix this project and write a story for the character! No drawing experience needed! You do not need to ask to enter. You can include art of the character but it will only mildly affect your chance of winning. Within one week of the due date I will choose my favorite entry and that person gets to keep the character. Remember, quality over quantity! There is no length min/max :] Rules: -AI generated stories not allowed -Please keep your entry scratch-appropriate -Don’t copy other entries -Don’t guilt trip or be mean to anyone -Do not use the character if you do not win Failure to follow rules will bring your chance of winning to zero. —DUE DATE— March 12th, 2025 (Original description by @Mewicat94 ) START Daisy rushed across the undergrove searching for a sign, a symbol. The thorns cut her paws as she ran, but she didn't care. The endless dark void followed her as if it was a shadow slowly engulfing her entire body. "Help.." She whispered meekly, but the pain was too much too much bear. As she stumbled, she noticed a glowing beam of light, exactly what she was looking for. The golden light emanated in the darkness of the shadows. It seemed to chase away the doubts in her mind. Suddenly, there was a rustle in the leaves. A chesnut colored tom-cat jumped out. "Ah.....you must be the brat who stole our golden hunt. " The cat murmured softly, he laughed quietly. Daisy's tail twitched. The cat slowly came closer. There was a red gleam in his eyes. A smirk formed out of the corner of his mouth. Daisy couldn't go backwards. Either she gets enveloped by the black void or she becomes a meal. She wished she could redo things, to make amends for her actions. If she didn't take the golden deer for her ill and starving family, they would all die. Back then, she didn't know the consenquences for taking the deer. Now, there was a greedy black void swallowing everything she loved in this world. Her clan was gone, the only place she felt like home was gone, and now herself. There was no way she could stop the terror without the golden light. Her leg stopped working and she collapsed. What should she do now? TO BE CONTINUED
Thanks to my writing teacher! Thanks to Mewicat94 for starting an idea for another story!
