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I've no memory of my family's names and I hardly remember their faces. When I try to think of them all I see is a haze of blood tainting the ground and the smell of corpses. That's all I remember of them, their blood, and it almost sickens me.

Delnaku: He was my first friend to make as I found my way back to the clearing. I avoided him while he was a demon, and I'm sure he and I have both felt pain from that. I hope that he can forgive me and we can go back to being friends.
Drix: I met him also when I first met Delnaku. He was very skittish and hid behind him, he seemed afraid of me. I feel bad for frightening such a child, but perhaps he has a fear similar to mine, except opposite?
Herzer: A young kit I met briefly one day. He acted much more like a demon than one his age should, and it worries me.
Hermes: A very nice teen I spent a long time talking to. He seemed very mature compared to many of the others, and I enjoyed our conversation. I later met him as a demon and was much relieved to not fear him. He was the first male adult I had talked to in a long time.
Kasimir: A truly frightening demon, the real kind. He had pure red eyes and a body of black and bones. Thanks to him, I am no longer frightened of males; he took away that fear in exchange for a boon and a kiss. Should I be unable to return the boon, the fear will return.
Orion: A rather sweet male I have met. We both seem to have trouble talking to the opposite gender, so we are helping each other. It's fun being around him.

Egg: Nobody knows what I was like as an egg except for my parents. They passed on before they could tell me what it was like.
Kit: I was a typical kit while I was newly born; I played when others asked me to play, I annoyed my parents and hassled the other adults in the tribe. It stayed like that for a short time before the day came that forever scarred me. We were playing by the river, my best friend and I, when the tribe began to call for all of the kits to come back. We rushed forward, our flightless wings clipping the dry grass that towered over us as a sense of emergency flowed from all of the elders. They tried to mask it, but were too caught up in other things to do so well. I looked around, mother and father were missing, as were a great many of the other young adults. "My mother and father are gone," I said to my friend as I continued to frantically search for anyone, "Your parents are gone as well. Come on, lets go find them." I finished. My friend nodded in approval, and we broke off from the rest of the pack, running towards the clearing. We ran faster as we could hear the elders behind us calling out our names, searching for us. There were terrible cries and the foulest of all smells in the air as we neared the clearing. Our heads stuck out of the grass and what we, two young, innocent, female kits saw was the mangled bodies of the adults streaming the ground that was red and wet with their blood. My friend shrieked as she saw her parents, throats cut and laying on one and another. Pure panic filled me as I was unable to find mother and father. There was a deafening howl as a namir was flung out in front of us. She looked up with her sad eyes and moaned, "Get away... Get awa--..." her voice was caught short as a demonic male grabbed her by the neck and snapped it. He shook her around, the fur ripping and the blood spaying an my friend and I's fur. We stood there, petrified, as he tossed her aside and looked at us with eyes red with blood lust. He laughed, a laugh so sinister it sent chills up our spines. We turned and run back towards where we had came, as fast as we could. There was another howl and we could hear him dart in the grass after us. We became separated and I just ran, and ran, and ran.
Teen: I was lost and alone, so very alone. I hadn't heard from the tribe in so long that I gave up my hope that they may be alive and well elsewhere. I remained flightless and only did the things necessary to live. My fur was forever stained with the blood of myself and of other, yet I didn't care. I only yearned for someone to talk to; for love, for others. I thought my wish had finally came true one day when a male, the first of any namrah for me to have seen in a very long time, appeared. He looked at me, and I ran away terrified. When he made no effort to come after me I slowed my pace and hesitantly looked back at him with wide eyes, and he slowly approached me. He treated me kindly, like someone who could be called special, and it was nice. My guard was let down as I began to grow more intimate with him, and soon it grew to love. I began to love the one called Damion from the bottom of my heart, and by the way he treated me I believed he loved me back. One day, he walked up to me with a smirk on his face and blood on his lips. "I'm sorry, but I have better things to do than to continue on with courting you. The females around here will sooth my interests much more than a teen like you ever could," he said in a lulling voice, and walked over and bit me on the wing, hard. I could feel the blood dripping from it and he laughed, licking the red liquid from his lips. I felt betrayed, and an even larger emotion that I could not comprehend. "Demon... You're a demon," I said with a passion in my eyes and anger in my voice. He smiled evilly at me once more before I felt a sharp pain in by back, and everything went dark and still. When I awoke I struggled to force myself to continue living. All I seemed to be able to do was cry, and so I did. My fear for males grew larger than I could control as I dwelled on all they had done to me, all of the pain, the suffering, the sorrow. I remained a hallow shell that could no longer love, and I no longer searched for the company I had once yearned so much for.

Today I met a nice male teen by the name of Hermes. He seemed very calm and down to earth, and I had a fun time talking to him. It's a shame that he, too, will probably become a demon soon.

I was watching the landscape when I ran into an acquaintance of mine named Orion. He hit his head on the ground very hard, which frightened me, and then asked me if I knew where any berries were, and of course I took him to a place with many different kinds. He ate some blueberries as I ate strawberries, and then he gave me a blueberry and I tried it. It was a very... interesting taste. We then talked and he made a few bad jokes before jumping into the river. A turtle bit onto his tail and I got it to let go. We then talked some more before starting to watch the sunset. Orion started to get really close to me, but I felt awkward. I don't know why...to be continued