Stories

[Metazard]

SilverWolf101 wrote:

GoldenLynx54 wrote:At the beginning of the world, the beginning of Minecraftia, the first mobs had been spawned. They thrived for a long time, and then spawned the first of a new mob- cats. This cat was wandering, learning, exploring the jungle. This female cat, named an ocelot, learned about the forest and how it worked. She learned how to climb trees, how to sneak and stalk, even how to crouch silently in the bushes. Soon after she learned about the jungle, she wanted to explore more. But the creator, the person who gave birth to her, wouldn't allow it. "You live in the jungle. don't try to leave, or their will be consequences." The ocelot was heart broken. She decided to sneak out anyway. She climbed the tree to watch him from a distance. Night was falling and he was going to sleep. Sneaking and stalking, she got closer to the other biome. When mobs came by she crouched in the bushes. Finally, she could see the other biome, a forest much cooler than the jungle. Suddenly she ran from the bushes, but forgot that the Creator was sleeping. He woke instantly and saw her trying to escape. He then used his powers to place a river, a VERY VERY deep and wide one (ocean) so that the ocelot couldn't cross. "I told you, I warned you. Now you cannot gaze at it, now you cannot leave. You will stay here, at your home, forever." The ocelot was sad, but the Creator had forgotten. She could climb trees, and she climbed the tree closest to the coast. Far out on the horizon was a tiny speck of land. She gazed at it all the time, and one day, she moved to that river, the deep wide one. Leaping, she swam towards that speck of land, that biome she had wanted to see. after a few hours of swimming, though, the ocelot had drowned.

That's a sad story

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