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R.E.A.C.T AcademyChapter one: the begging of the school
Its was 6: 30 in the morning on Monday and a anthro blond cat girl age 13 got up and out of bed and stud up and stretched still in her rainbow star p.j's. she then went downstairs and went into the kitchen and got her breakfast witch was toast with butter on it. The anthro cat girl went up back upstairs and got her summer outfit out of her wardrobe and she pulled out a black skirt with a white rim, a green ribbon, black shoes, white socks with a black stripe on the top, a sunrise purple top with a mint green collar that has a black trip on it, then a white bracelet with a black stripe on it and a midnight blue ribbon.
After a while the anthro cat girl got dressed and got her bag ready and got out of her dorm and started walking to the academy and she was a new girl so she was a bit nervous about how it would go. She stops out side the front double door of the academy and looks above it at the name sign witch had the name in bold letters
The Dragon's Daughter pt 2The Dragon's Daughter pt 2
After Jessica had scared her uncle by nearly killing him just by playing with him on her
birthday, Jessica went to her room to try and relax.She wanted to find out how to move
her wings and had asked her dad to help her learn how to fly and since today was her 13 birthday and
she has gotten her dragon form while she was asleep; her wings were still asleep. After
she got into her room she fed her pet phoenix and then she laid on her bed to get some
rest since it's been a long day and all but let me tell you what happened after Jessica's
Later after Jackson left, Jessica looked at her dad with a mischievous grin on her muzzle as
she tackled her dad, making him roar in surprise- Mary was once again in the kitchen,
this time she was cooking dinner. After Max got up off the floor and Jessica was sitting
next to him he gave her a look that screamed "what the fuck Jessica?!"
Mary popped her head out the kitchen door to see what they were
Blue Eyes in FlamesWhen the prince sees the flower bloom from the palm of her hand, he orders her arrest.
She is only seven years old.
He takes the flower from her and keeps it, even though he knows he shouldn't. He puts it a vase, or, rather, his servant does that for him. The flower doesn't ever die, even years later.
It's dawn of a December morning, and he's cold. But still, he stands next to his father dutifully and looks at the little girl with blue eyes that are now black from seven nights sleeping on a cold, dungeon floor behind bars. They cut off her dark brown hair during that time. She's tied to the pyre, and there are seven guards around her, holding sharper swords than normal, not that she could get away. There's one man dressed in black holding an unlit torch, with a mask over his face to prevent his death. His father raises his arm, and the torch is lit.
She locks her gaze to his, and he blinks at her. It's like she expects him to prevent it. He couldn't, though, he can't. She scares him, w
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