End of Life

Maturity: Kissing, hand holding, making out, nuzzling, tail twining, paw "holding," becoming mates, having babies, etc. etc.
Fantacy: Charries from books/t.v shows etc., and humans with magical powers!
Prolouge/Introduction
"Is it dinner yet," Weed calls from upstairs.
I sit at the stove, angrily poking it. "Ding already," I yell.
"Liz can I invite some friends over," Mischief asks.
"Fine, but let them be home by 7:00," I grumble, perking up as the oven FINALLY dings. "Dinner's ready!" I yell.
Have you ever been trampled by a herd of elephants? I have. Many times. Humans and animals are scurrying all over the place, trying to get the best pieces before they're gone.
Dinner's not much better. Everyone's chattering about something, conversations filling the air. But I couldn't have it any other way. Still, I couldn't help wondering about that day when I was captured...

That's an interesting start! Keep working on this.

Thanks.

Like Shadz said, interesting.

Chapter one
I walked down the cold, solemn street to my house. My eyes were trained on the ground, not focusing on anything. The sky was bleak and gray, giving a gloomy overcast.
The howling wind made me pull my jacket as close to me as humanly possible, yet I remained cold. A little dimly lit shop caught my eye, and I walked inside. A few people walked around, and I snooped around the candy isle.
Next thing I knew there was a bag over my head. I smelled something sickly sweet and then dropped like a stone to the ground.
When I woke up, I was sitting in a very large room, in a pen meant for a large dog. I tried to stand on the solid metal floor, then paced a few steps around. A man walked into my pen, and then shut the door behind him.
I lunged at the man, snapping my teeth, then was pulled back. I was chained..to a wall. How nice. I let out a menacing growl, but the man came forward anyway. “Don’t be feisty now, pet,” he cooed, petting my head like a dog. I snarled at him, eyes ablaze with fury.
He kicked my leg. “Bad girl,” he commanded.
“My name’s Elizabeth, creep,” I snarled back at him. Bad move. I was given a sharp kick to the ribs, and I drew back, coughing.
“You call me nothing but Master,” Creep replied, walking out of my cage.
“I wish you get brain damage,” I called after him.
Creep shrieked “My head!” and fell to the ground. I tilted my head in wonder, then said again;
“I wish I was at home!” In a flash, I was sitting on my bed.

Whoa! That's awesome! I wish I could make my mom get brain damage like that. xD

Hah! Thanks, shad

I really like it! Can't wait to read more!