~NOTE: This series has several POVs. Each episode will have a POV at the top. (POV means point of view) Don't ask about if there will be a a boy's point of view. I only do the girls. If I make a sequel to a series I will add the boy's POV.~
~Salleria's POV~
I had heard someone call my name from down in the music hall. I walked over to the music hall seeing all of the rockers there. "Salleria! Over here!" I heard someone call I looked around and saw someone waving their tail calling to me. A cat? I thought. Why would a cat want to talk to me? I walked over to the cat and saw her pull out her wristwatch. I knew only one person at my school who had a wristwatch. She pressed something on the watched and she changed to a wolf. I was one of the foxes, and foxes and wolves were enemies, but I managed to make friends with the captain of the wolves. "Hey Astrail!" I said. "I didn't know you were in music?" "Well now you know!" she laughed. Astrail's laugh is kind of high-pitched but still cute. "I keep forgetting to ask you," she said. "What skill are you in? I am the the top singer of my team." "Well, I am the top artist. I help my leader make the plans for attacks or just some art I love to make with my other fox friends." I yipped. Most foxes on my team have several yips to add to their voices, like my friend Blouse and my crush Swalhé. Swalhé is Foxelanian for Stamina. Astrail, considering she is a wolf, knows Wolfspér. Astrail's ears perked up. "Oh no!" she jumped. "Whats wrong Astrail?" I yelped. "Its the whistle! A whistle only foxes and wolves can hear! It means that my boss, Spora, is calling! i have to go, bye Salleria!" she leaped off. I watched in her direction as other wolves blocked my view of Astrail's black and white striped fur. I wandered off back to the Fox Art hall. Swalhé greeted me as he left the hall going off to the Fox Music Palace. Swalhé is the only one out of the foxes who goes to the rock hall. The others go to other music like classical, hip-hop, country, or piano. I blushed when I had heard him say hello. Swalhé has an accent to his voice meaning he is from the british. I wanted to call out to him but I decided no. if I called to him then he would know. I decided not and walked away down the hall.
~This is all I have for now. if you want more please let me know in the comments!~
~Salleria's POV~
I had heard someone call my name from down in the music hall. I walked over to the music hall seeing all of the rockers there. "Salleria! Over here!" I heard someone call I looked around and saw someone waving their tail calling to me. A cat? I thought. Why would a cat want to talk to me? I walked over to the cat and saw her pull out her wristwatch. I knew only one person at my school who had a wristwatch. She pressed something on the watched and she changed to a wolf. I was one of the foxes, and foxes and wolves were enemies, but I managed to make friends with the captain of the wolves. "Hey Astrail!" I said. "I didn't know you were in music?" "Well now you know!" she laughed. Astrail's laugh is kind of high-pitched but still cute. "I keep forgetting to ask you," she said. "What skill are you in? I am the the top singer of my team." "Well, I am the top artist. I help my leader make the plans for attacks or just some art I love to make with my other fox friends." I yipped. Most foxes on my team have several yips to add to their voices, like my friend Blouse and my crush Swalhé. Swalhé is Foxelanian for Stamina. Astrail, considering she is a wolf, knows Wolfspér. Astrail's ears perked up. "Oh no!" she jumped. "Whats wrong Astrail?" I yelped. "Its the whistle! A whistle only foxes and wolves can hear! It means that my boss, Spora, is calling! i have to go, bye Salleria!" she leaped off. I watched in her direction as other wolves blocked my view of Astrail's black and white striped fur. I wandered off back to the Fox Art hall. Swalhé greeted me as he left the hall going off to the Fox Music Palace. Swalhé is the only one out of the foxes who goes to the rock hall. The others go to other music like classical, hip-hop, country, or piano. I blushed when I had heard him say hello. Swalhé has an accent to his voice meaning he is from the british. I wanted to call out to him but I decided no. if I called to him then he would know. I decided not and walked away down the hall.
~This is all I have for now. if you want more please let me know in the comments!~
TOADSTEP PVO
What just happened what kind of dream was that? Toadstep wondered.
He couldn't believe he just dreamed that he loved Dovewing more than Ivypool. He shook his head vigourously trying to get the thought out of his mind. Ivypool was lying beside him and dreaming too, she mustn't of heard him call out his dream.
Thank god! Toadstep thought with relief.
He nudged his mate and she got up, "Morning, Toadstep." She purred rubbing her face against Toadstep's..
Everything is going to be okay, Toadstep you'll be fine, as long as she doesn't find out about the dream.
What just happened what kind of dream was that? Toadstep wondered.
He couldn't believe he just dreamed that he loved Dovewing more than Ivypool. He shook his head vigourously trying to get the thought out of his mind. Ivypool was lying beside him and dreaming too, she mustn't of heard him call out his dream.
Thank god! Toadstep thought with relief.
He nudged his mate and she got up, "Morning, Toadstep." She purred rubbing her face against Toadstep's..
Everything is going to be okay, Toadstep you'll be fine, as long as she doesn't find out about the dream.
Can I help if I am messy?
Can I help if I forget?
Yes I can.
Can I help if I mouth off?
Can I help if I cuss?
Again, yes.
Can I help if you screech?
Can I help if you blather?
No.
Can I help if you're a hypocrite?
Can I help if you overreact?
No, not really.
Can I help if you yell at me, for no good reason?
Can I help if you punish me for rolling my eyes?
Lord knows no.
True, I can help some bad things I do.
But the worst thing of all.
That I possibly can do.
Is waste day after day.
Of putting up with you.
Can I help if I forget?
Yes I can.
Can I help if I mouth off?
Can I help if I cuss?
Again, yes.
Can I help if you screech?
Can I help if you blather?
No.
Can I help if you're a hypocrite?
Can I help if you overreact?
No, not really.
Can I help if you yell at me, for no good reason?
Can I help if you punish me for rolling my eyes?
Lord knows no.
True, I can help some bad things I do.
But the worst thing of all.
That I possibly can do.
Is waste day after day.
Of putting up with you.
You’re the reason why
I have to lie
Why I hurt so much
That my heart’s in a clutch
I’m slowly dying
‘Cause of your lying
You used to be my magic
But now you’re a dick
You made me long to be
Everything that wasn’t Lee
But look where that got me
Locked in without a key
If only you knew
That I plummeted deeper than blue
But then again
You’re just another two timing has been
You ran away
Thinking it’d be okay
But you were wrong
More so than any love song
You made me want to sing
With you following
But look at how wrong I was
Believing you that it was just “buzz”
Now you’re the reason why
I cannot do anything but cry
I have to lie
Why I hurt so much
That my heart’s in a clutch
I’m slowly dying
‘Cause of your lying
You used to be my magic
But now you’re a dick
You made me long to be
Everything that wasn’t Lee
But look where that got me
Locked in without a key
If only you knew
That I plummeted deeper than blue
But then again
You’re just another two timing has been
You ran away
Thinking it’d be okay
But you were wrong
More so than any love song
You made me want to sing
With you following
But look at how wrong I was
Believing you that it was just “buzz”
Now you’re the reason why
I cannot do anything but cry
I felt them start to build up
As soon as I saw him
I put on a happy face for my mom
Because she doesn’t know
That he broke my heart
She didn’t know that I balled my eyes out
She hasn’t realized that I’ve withdrawn
He says he wants us to be friends
I could barely hold them back
He asked if I understood
And I do
But that doesn’t stop the pain and anger
I blink back the tears
And realize that I was starting to put a shield up
My shield of anger
I feel the tears
As I pray
That God will help me this time
So I don’t isolate myself again
And don’t lose myself
Tears……
They come and I can’t stop them
I hate them
They are a weakness
and I can’t stop them
As soon as I saw him
I put on a happy face for my mom
Because she doesn’t know
That he broke my heart
She didn’t know that I balled my eyes out
She hasn’t realized that I’ve withdrawn
He says he wants us to be friends
I could barely hold them back
He asked if I understood
And I do
But that doesn’t stop the pain and anger
I blink back the tears
And realize that I was starting to put a shield up
My shield of anger
I feel the tears
As I pray
That God will help me this time
So I don’t isolate myself again
And don’t lose myself
Tears……
They come and I can’t stop them
I hate them
They are a weakness
and I can’t stop them
Violently, the ground shook,
As the mountain exhaled black smoke.
Overwhelmed, they ran for cover,
Those left began to choke.
Cherished, were the possessions left behind,
Melted and scattered as ash.
Beloved, the children lost,
They couldn’t make a swift dash.
Darkened, the cloudy heavens above,
Black clouds fell from the sky.
Covered, the people escaping,
With no way out they began to die.
Lost, the souls of the trapped,
A snatched half-chance at life.
Fallen is Pompeii;
Civilisation, love and it’s people’s cries.
As the mountain exhaled black smoke.
Overwhelmed, they ran for cover,
Those left began to choke.
Cherished, were the possessions left behind,
Melted and scattered as ash.
Beloved, the children lost,
They couldn’t make a swift dash.
Darkened, the cloudy heavens above,
Black clouds fell from the sky.
Covered, the people escaping,
With no way out they began to die.
Lost, the souls of the trapped,
A snatched half-chance at life.
Fallen is Pompeii;
Civilisation, love and it’s people’s cries.