-Cheza's ears rotated around. She peered in the direction of the bark. She trots forward, spotting a brown fae.- "Who are you?" -Cheza asked cautiously.-
((Update on the front page: Bibliography at bottom and Nicknames added to the form. Emily, is it ok if I call you Em and Death, you D? Also, I have to go for awhile, I'm gonna go watch Lizard Lick Towing at my pawpaw's. I'll be on later. Bye.))