~PROLOGUE~ A soft shuffling of feet were heard in the depths of the Howling Woods. A wild Smiler Hyena was walking around. His name? Kiltua. His soft paws were resting on the misted grass as he whimpers in pain. 3 cuts on his left hine leg. The scientist had tried to claim Kiltua as a test again. As he walks up to the mossy rock, claimed as his bed, every step ended with a limp. He whimpered in pain again, resting his cold, iced fur on to the warm mossy rock, blanketed by the sun’s light. He can rest here for now, but the scientist will be back. Waiting. Waiting to take him away from his beloved forest. He whines, licking his bleeding wounds, as the bright purple liquid oozes out of the cuts. He licks once more, then grabs the dry moss with his dagger in teeth, and places it on his wounds. He is safe. For now... CHAPTER ONE WHEN THIS HAS 5 LIKES