This is the story of how my theriotype died. If you are uncomfortable with death, please do not read on. ~~~STORY~~~ Fá•re was an ordinary ocelot. She was in the perfect clearing, which was a blank patch in the swarm of forest where the food was plentiful and a waterfall overhanging was the perfect escape spot. However, then a pack of wolves came. At first both I and Fá•re found ourselves screaming at ourselves for how stupid we were, running away, until I remembered something even Fá•re forget. She was taken by surprise so harshly that she forgot to fragment, as to hide the memory from me and make me forget. The wolves chased her out mercilessly. The white pelts were visible through the forest, but Fá•re couldn't outrun them. She got desperate and ran out of the rainforest in huge bounds, faster than ever before. She didn't stop running until lack of breath forced her to look up. There was a blazing sun, no trees, just a smoothed sandy path surrounded by grass, each blade hauntingly the same size. Prey was hard to come by. Soon enough, she found a bush that made the perfect den. She gave birth to a litter of three, knowing that they would die on the journey. She used the last of her food feeding them. When she was out hunting, not even a day after giving birth to her kits, she got hit. She couldn't even detect the motorcycle, rubber tires as huge as her, over her clogged senses. The last thing she did was look back and see her kits asleep in the den, panic-stricken, and was thrown aside, dead. ~~~END~~~
Base Code by @Roysppokymonthfan Art by @DawnTheHybrid Background effects & Ears perk up code added by @DawnTheHybrid First frame succesfully killed yet 2nd frame yes by my mouse Character is my theriotype, Fá•re an ocelot Roughly 67 minutes to redesign and add code
