First Post: Twinkle's Story

This is the first post of my Twinkle story. Hope you enjoy! Comment what you think! ^.^

Prologue: I have a heart locket. It has memories. Memories. Happy; sad; everything in between. I got it for my 3rd birthday.  It was 10 years ago, when that one drastic day occurred. I'll talk about that later. I'm the only one who has a heart locket. A happy memory was when I got a little sister. Used to. Her name was Fauna. She always wore sunglasses because she's blind and doesn't want everyone else to notice that about her. Occasionally, she would take off her sunglasses.

A sad memory is when I saw Fauna die. In my town-Jamaa- there are groups where we live separated from everyone that's not our species. I live in the fox group. I believe we are the best and most normal group out of all of them. Probably because I'm a fox. There are also the savage, scrawny wolf group; the calm, peaceful panda group; greedy and messengers eagle group; tough, vicious tiger group; energetic bunny group; tall giraffe group; fluffy and too sweet raccoon group; helpful monkey group; lazy koala group; innocent-looking seal group; mysterious crocodile/alligator group; agile deer group; talkative penguin group; the arctic wolf group; and others that I don't know that well. Our most enemy group is the Arctic Wolf group. They think they're the best group and are obvious show-offs. The arctic wolves like to bully us-the foxes- for some reason. They call foxes the "uncool, mini arctic wolves that are only fluffy and aren't smart." There are also many more insults we get from the arctic wolves. One day, the foxes and the arctic wolves had a huge fight in the Lost Temple of Zios. The arctic wolves were bullying us a lot and wanted to steal some of our territory. This meant we had to move into the wolf group's territory then. Wolves are creeps; make me shiver. Suddenly, their leader ordered the arctic wolves to shoot arrows randomly- or what looked like it. Our enemy's faces changed, and we didn't really understand why. Then an arctic wolf shot an arrow. Later on, we saw that phantoms were coming, and that arctic wolf was aiming for the phantom. Every single fox was out there, including me and my sister. Instead the arctic wolf shot Fauna, the youngest one there. Then my sister died. In a crowd of fighting. Later on, my father buried her and all that. I was terrified and sad, and then I ran away from all the fighting. I hid in the river with rocks surrounding it.

The arctic wolf and fox battle was a year ago. Those are my memories. All in my special heart locket. That was then. This is today. This is now.