The crew had explored a shipwreck at the shore of a beach. “Right  you guys, I think this ship might still be able to work. Hop on.” Kai said. Several hours later, the yawning sun slowly set beneath the horizon. Everyone was extremely worn out.

Kiro was peering over the edge, purring. Nila, the new arrival, had been trying to fly. Laila was with Kiro and falling asleep. Kai was steering the ship as Bilson was having a chat with him. The birds were chirping, and Minecraft music was playing Aria Math is the best song… Kai thought.

When it seemed nothing could go wrong… clouds began to form and the sky grew greyer, and greyer.

Out of the BLUE, a tall figure appeared at the sail of the ship. “Bilson.. WHAT’S THAT?!” Kai asked in fear. It was a demon-looking thing with curly black hair, black eyes and a black skeleton -like body. The Beast glared at them, Kai especially, as still as a rock. And unexpectedly, POOF! It vanished…

Kiro wasn’t aware of the cause, he was gazing at the clouds and scenery. until…. ‘Hhhhh…’ He suddenly saw the monster reappear beside him, breathing on his neck. The poor little cat was shook, as he was now gripping on to the ships railings, gripping on for his dear (9) lives. “KIRO!” Laila shouted as she headed up to the troubled feline, Laila attempted to pull her pet back up to safety, but in the making, the monster pushed both her and Kiro off of the wreckage, plunging the 2 in to the sapphire blue ocean. Once again, the monster vanished, leaving the ship with only 2 people..+one dragon. “LAILA!” Bilson shouted, about to cry. “I’m deeply sorry, Bil.” Kai said with his head bowed. Bilson watched Kai as his head shot up. A bright blue light boarded the ship. ‘beautiful..’ the 2 thought. it was.. sun Dun DUNNNN…”KIRO!” The 2 shouted.  It took the shape of Kiro and you could see his facial features. Nila growled a growl of joy.

 Welp, 1 physical cat life and 8 spirit lives.

                                                                  The end.

A time travel watch which you can use to go back to the past and erase your mistakes.

A sword made of pure dragon blood to scare away the dark spirits.

A bow and arrow with fire arrows, to allow you to hunt easily.

A spell book, to let you see the absurd things normal humans can’t.

Potions made of the purest cat saliva to make you have special abilities.

Cursed jewelers to spy on you-A spirit is stuck inside it. (It doesn’t harm, in fact it helps.)

Dragons skull- A little companion which can keep your most valuable belongings-Ain’t no thief is gonna steal your treasures!

A paw which you can turn to when you are in need of assistance.

A magical crystal which you can use as a lantern for when you’re in the dark depths of the clouds.

The urban legend of a dragon

The kids that saw him, 

they would shudder and cry

 The Beast’s 7 eyes glinted in the moonlight

His wine red eyes glared 

at the soulless wolf 

lying in a pool of blood 

A goat broke out of its cage with a THUD

He roared: “Not today, bud”

The dragon’s wings emerged from behind

They were ruby red as he made the goat blind

It’s eyes rolled

on the floor

I’ve never seen a dragon who loved such gore

He bared his teeth as he opened his mouth

The teeth were sharper than shattered glass 

A long tail rose from the murk of the cave

What a stubborn creature, 

judging on how it behaved

The horns and ears sprung up proudly

They were so big 

even a bat couldn’t hear as much 

It’s claws grabbed a goat by its neck 

with a CLUTCH 

The clouds began to rumble and lightning flickered

  Brightening up the ocean 

                          No one is safe..

Nature

You are like a river flowing,

You are so beautiful, you look like you are glowing.

You are like a tree, swishing and swaying in the wind, 

You deserve to be crazy, and not to be trimmed.

You are like the birds, singing and chirping,

You are like a wolf at a pond, sipping and slurping.

You are like a twig, resting on the ground,

You are waiting for a person, you are waiting to be found.

You are a big brown leaf, on the smooth mud, someone picks you up and you’re safe from the rain, you’re safe from the flood. 

You are a Little Rock, as you silently live, as you quietly stay alive,

You lay peacefully next to the busiest bee hive.

You are an acorn, being discovered by a chipmunk.

‘Hmm should I eat it?’ The nut muncher thunk.

You are a like honey sweet and chunky,

You have dropped to the ground, then munched on by a cute bunny.