WingedCatDusk

A world far, far beyond this one is going dark, the sun flickering like a candle moments from going out. The sky has long since been obscured by blizzards, and the long grasses coated in ice and snow. The previously open, warm caves of the natives are now blocked up and stuffy, overpopulated with a race that has no where else to go. However, our tale starts miles away from these caves, on a cliff face previously reserved for Burds only. ------------ "Aw, shucks, you guys." Pollyander said, gently lifting the frozen, stiff corpse of a screechie up. "Look at the state of your mama. Such a good mama. Making sure you were safe with her dying br