.•º DTA Entry: Crevice º•.

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.•º DTAE: Crevice. º•. .•º Backstory: Crevice scampered up the large, grey bolder and yelped to his brother, Match. He wagged his tail at Crevice. Crevices mother barked at him with a swelling growl to her voice. “I’ve told you many times not to go there,” she growled at Crevice. He clamped his jaws shut and scurried down. [Guess no more fun..] he thought to himself with sadness and disgust. The bolder had been there for too long. Surely a few yearling pups would do nothing to it, right? As night fell atop the horizons, Crevices Mother lit a stick on fire and threw it to the pile of other sticks. Crevice flinched back and caught a glimpse of a tree catching a spark. [Nothing all too much] he thought, yet it didn’t feel right. His mother sniffed around before yelping. By then, Crevice had gone to sleep with the others. He woke up with a jolt. “Fire!” Cried Match and Bolt as Crevice stared into it. He swirled around towards his older sister. [Wait- Where’s Sunny?] He panicked and swished to the other side. Stuck under a log was Sunny. He looked around. The fire was caping him in. He would also die with her. No, he didn’t want to die. And even though he had a slim chance, he didn’t think about saving her. He ran, bolting to the exit of the fire and running away. “Crevice-! Cre-…” her voice was swallowed by the fire. [I’m sorry, Sunny,] he thought with pity to himself. Match and Crevice jerked around near the bolder. Mother growled at them. They had also lost Bolt, and the week was gloom. But Crevice jerked her warning off of his fur and raced up it. “Match! Come on!” He yelped at him. He scaled the bolder before hesitatingly stood right underneath it. Mother growled again, but they didn’t care. Crevice jumped around in glee as Match sat there, watching the sun. And.. The bolder started moving. Crevice shrieked before jumping off. He fell with a hurtful stomach, but crawled towards match. [Stupid me, run!] He pounded up and ran to the front. Match was not alerted. “Match! Get out!” He glacéd upwards and crawled to Crevice. Crevice leaned and- Match’s tail was stuck between the bulky rock. “Match!” He teared up and shook his head. “Why do I always fail?” He said under his breath. Burn — his oldest sister and the last sibling alive — leaned against the beach borders. She hated Match, but he didn’t care. She was watching the fish. And she was atop of a rocky ledge, a far drop. “B-Burn? D-Don’t.. drop.. pl-please..” sniffed Crevice, approaching her. “No!” He bulged underwater with hissing bubbles. He dove farther, her sister reaching for his paw. He swam faster, his paws and mussels hurting. She was gone. Dead. He surfaced back up. His mother had a nasty snarl pasted on her mouth. A growl followed with a sharp bark was all Crevice had to hear. “I tr-tried.. okay? You didn’t even do anything, you reckless monster!” He raged at her as he shook dry. His mother approached his, teeth gnashing. A growl was with a snarl, and she bared her teeth while biting at him. He yelped back, with disbelief, and circled around and ran with a bolt. Every part of his body felt like they were being ripped apart as he swirled across trees, rocks, sand, puddles, ponds, but she swirled behind him. And he came to a dead end. His mother gashed her teeth open and bit into him. Bl00d poured out of him as he was dead. He opened his eyes with dizziness and confusion. How? He was in the underworld. And little did he know, he was chosen as the ruler of it. But that was far for good. Far from great. Destruction.