by Little Ziddy » 02/23/2008 9:14 PM
A small creature lay out cold on the middle of the large platform, no one paid it any mind. The small creatures fur was stained with its own blood, and it was brusied on many parts of his small body. It was a small, young, Common Fenling named Ziddy, whom was recently abandoned by his owner. Ziddy began to stir and wake up. He looked around, and got up, heading to Terrance Park.