Fail Wolf Skeleton
Credit to Quad for making the Rock Hound.



Peirce went to the blue bowl to lay down. He saw some deer dancing. Peirce loved to dance, so of course he joined. After a few minutes everyone stopped. Peirce smelt a strange scent... and then all the deer ran and hid. Confused, Peirce ran and hid behind a tree, not daring to ask anyone what was happening. After someone said that the coast was clear, the deer went back to their dancing. But Peirce was too confused to dance.

"Why did everyone hide?" He asked a fawn.

"Because we were being hunted," the fawn answered. "by rock hounds."
"What's a Rock Hound?" Peirce asked.

Everyone stopped dancing. A deer, an older one, pushed though the crowd and stood over the young stag. "A long time ago," His deep voice echoed in the forest. "there was a wolf species that lived before the Endless Forest. They all died. And now.. their skeletons roam the forest, searching the forest for one... particular... deer. We do not know which deer."

"That's just a both of bologna." Peirce replied. "I-" his voice was cut off by the rattling of leaves. Suddenly, a skeleton came out, with light, blue eyes. Three others came out, one red eyed, green eyed, and yellow eyed. Even though they opened their mouths nothing came out. They were covered in black, icky stuff.

Everyone screamed and ran, but the little fawn had screamed, "That deer is trying to fight off the Rock Hounds!" The deer stopped running and turned to watch from a safe distance.

Peirce reared at the Rock Hounds. He thought they could be easily beaten. A green eyed rock hound lunged into Peirce's chest, but before he could bite, Peirce shook him off and stomped on the head before the rock hound could get a chance to get up. Peirce saw a green crystal, and then removed it from the rock hound's head by stomping on it. Suddenly the rock hound's legs started to get wobbly, it's bones fell apart, and now it was a broken wolf skeleton lying on the ground. It's eyes became more dimmer and dimmer, until there was no color at all.

The red-eyed one lunged at Peirce and bit his leg. Peirce mooed in pain and tried shaking the Rock Hound off, but couldn't. The Rock Hound's teeth was too deep inside his leg. Then another one, the blue-eyed, lunged at Peirce's chest, and the yellow eyed at his tail. Peirce started to run, with the Rock Hounds dragging on him. He was going downhill on a hill, and then he tripped on a rock. Peirce and the Rock Hounds tumbled down, and the blue Rock Hound's crystal was knocked right out of his head when he hit a big rock.

Now there were two left: The red eye and the yellow eye. The yellow eye fell off Peirce, and then when he got to his hooves, the red eye was still clinging on. Soon there was nothing but slashing and biting and rearing and mooing; Peirce thought he could die. There was no turning back now. The Rock Hound's teeth was soaked with Peirce's blood, and Peirce's whole body was covered in his own blood. His blue neck was stained with red, his yellow stripe and his dark, green pelt had blood on almost every fur. Peirce charged right into the Rock Hound, and he fell right on the ground. The red-eye was strong, so the trampling didn't help. That's right Peirce started stomping on the Rock Hound's head until he could see the red crystal. And Peirce kept stomping on that until it was out.

Peirce turned around and looked at the yellow eye. The yellow eye knew Peirce was strong and retreated.

Watching the yellow eye run away, Peirce collapsed to the ground. He could feel the blood pour out of his gaping wounds, and he could feel his strength weaken. The deer ran over to him.

"You just fought off a pack of Rock Hounds!" mooed the fawn.
"That was very brave of you." said the older deer.

Then, everyone started to dance again, in honor of Peirce's bravery.