Once upon a time, mice ruled the land before the first human had set foot on this thriving planet. Grass swayed while the blazing sun presented itself in the clear blue sky, a tall cloaked rabbit approached the humble warren. Doors swung open and a loud voice, “Ottenbury Eve!” The large rabbit approached the faces of awe sat down at the large table. Placing down his smoking pipe, said, “Let me tell you a story..”
Pasto was woken by his big sister Ral she said, “Wake up, something is happening.” Pasta bounced out of bed like a spring, he ran downstairs to see a mord, a mord is a mouse that is played in platinum and spikes with cold blood red eyes with an aura of fear. The mord stared at his father: it spoe in a an unfamiliar language. Suddenly, a hoard of mord arrived.