Warm Snow (Completed Story)

T h e m e S o n g: ☀https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xKGmoyuUvyU 
I M P O R T A N T _ C H A R A C T E R S
Jinx - Met in chapter 1
Hixlaroh - Met in chapter 1
Molotiya - Met in Prolouge/Chapter 4
Fang, Sight, and Kitsune - Chapter 9
P R O L O U G E
C h a r a c t e r s I n t r o d u c e d :
Molotiya - Unofficially
Rahkama - Unofficially
The icy cold snow cascaded down in their small, mysterious and odd flakes, speckling the midnight sky. The trees gently swayed in the iced rain's fall. A mysterious, yet somehow beautiful, slender wolf silently stepped under the bathing moonlight. Her eyes were a lovely purple, but delicate tears of blood fell down from her eyes. The mysterious wolf faded from sight, pure white tail oscillating gently, and paws drawing something in the thin blanket of soft, white fall. The drawing was being drawn on it's last line, when the odd wolf faded completely. A single, yet tiny droplet of blood dripped onto the middle. The owls above screeched as if they were furious at this. One owl, young and fragile, swooped down, her blind eyes blinking. The owl bent down, digging her beak into the drawing in oddity. It's shrill cry felt like it rumbled the delicate snowfall, wings flapping until it was airborne again. It closed it's eyes, then opened them again after a few crisp seconds. Unlike she had been, ever since birth, the owl could see. Her speckled feathers almost burst to joy. Yet, the image faded, and though she could still see now, Her eyes stayed white. The owl flew high in the cloudy night, swooping, gliding. 
C H A P T E R 1
C h a r a c t e r s I n t r o d u c e d :
Narshai
Hixlaroh
Jinx
Rahkama - Officially
The snow cascaded down on a fox and an owl. Both were adults. "Rahkama, do you enjoy the snow?" The fox rasped. An owl chick, offspring of the owl, scuttled around in the snow. Rahkama, The grown owl, had pure white, sad eyes. "Narshai, I do." Rahkama slowly murmured. "Hixlaroh, careful." Narshai's narrow snout moved little as she said this. The small owl chick looked at Rahkama. "But..." She whispered, breath frosting in the cold air. "When has it last stopped snowing? It felt like ages ago..." Narshai's head tilted. "Hixlaroh, I mean it." Rahkama finaled to her chick. Hixlaroh's sharp talons made prints in the snow as she waddled up to her mother. Narshai's swollen belly made her getting up a small struggle, standing. Her tiny footprints were almost invisible in the thick snow. Rahkama followed, her chick hopping after.
They walked into a crowded, almost snowbound cave. There were many animals. A large wolf glanced at Narshai. "Welcome back, Caretaker Rahkama and Narshai. And of course, Youth Hixlaroh." One huge black shadow welcomed them in. "Hello, Zinlia Jinx." Narshai rasped. "Do not seem so official, Caretaker Narshai." The shadow, Jinx's mouth moved barely, almost completely appearing not to fit the words. Nobody smiled at his sarcasm. Jinx dissapeared in an almost creepy way, shadow tearing to bits and flying to the center and dissapearing. 
"Will the snow ever stop, mommy?" Hixlaroh chirped, staring out from their warm cave. "It's been snowing long before you were born, Hix, And I doubt it will." Her mother murmured in despair. Hixlaroh cocked her fluffy head. "Can I ever go out there and explore? Can you at least tell me about what's out there?" She longed to stare out at the lovely white blanket forever, to play in it, to feel it's odd tingling on her feathers. "I can tell you what's out there. But to explore out there, is something forbidden. There are little spots of snow, about a mile long and wide every single spot, that have, warm snow. We live in one. They are the only places that the snow can sustain creatures, for there is not a night or day, even if you wait fortnights, that snow does not fall. But it doesn't drown us, you see, dear? Out of our warm snow circle, it's so deep, and so dangerous. We don't know why there is warm snow, though, Hixlaroh." The mother owl murmured softly at her chick.
"It sounds dangerous, mother. But will I ever leave this warm snow spot? Am I, forever to stay here? I hear Jinx goes out all the time." Hixlaroh chirped, staring longingly up at her mother's warm face. "There's magic in every warm snow spot, every flake has magic. Jinx handles that magic to survive out there, and make sure we're all safe. He's a wonderful leader. But the magic will slowly corrupt anyone who uses it. Which is why, Jinx takes it all. He doesn't want us to die. You should stay here, as long as you can, Hixlaroh." She softly breathed.
"But mother, I want to explore. I want to, be like Jinx. But is the magic corrupting him? Is that why he's a shadow? Some of the females talk about how Jinx used to be a handsome young wolf." Hixlaroh's eyes softened. "Yes. He was likely to have many pups and a beautiful wife. But he did this, he saved us all, at the cost of all his form and all his looks. You see, back when he was a wolf, another opposing tribe, from a warm spot many'a mile away, was attacking, because they wanted more warm snow to use as territory, one could say. Back then, nobody, no tribe, would be daring enough to use the magic from the snow. We were all doomed. Back then, I was just a chick. I was blind, you see?" Rahkama hushed her chick, hinting her white eyes. 
"Jinx risked his life, his lovely form, all his life and pride, and used the corrupted magic. He fended them off, and nobody dares oppose our tribe because of his magic. That's howcome he's leader, my dear. Now, now, let's get away from the cold winds that are blowing in. Let's go play with the others, would you like that?" Rahkama lightly groomed her child's head. "Alright..." Hixlaroh sighed, eyes flashing at the delightful blanket that lay outside. She and her mother walked back in, deeper into the cave. There were wolves, foxes, birds of prey, cats of all sizes, rats, mice, and so many more. Hixlaroh glanced around, finding a group of fellow youth playing around nearby. "I wonder, if there wasn't so much snow, all the rats and mice, and wolves and foxes, wouldn't get along. I wonder if chaos would break out, because there would be no need to work together." Hixlaroh asked herself, waddling over to the others.
C H A P T E R 2
C h a r a c t e r s I n t r o d u c e d :
Zurr
Yashm
Juun
Lohkun
"Hixlaroh, you have such a big advantage over us!" A mouse whined. "B-But Zurr, I wanna play, too." Hixlaroh shuffled her thick talons. "Fine. But try and go easy, okay?" A different mouse that had a tan pelt with white splotches here and there scuffled, whiskers twitching. Narshai laughed from the corner, supervising the youthful creatures. "Got it!" Hixlaroh chirped, jumping a bit. "So, who all is playing, Juun?" She added to the little white-splotched mouse. 
"Me, Zurr, I'm guessing you, and also Yashm." The little tan mouse replied. "Awwight. Where's Yashm?" Hixlaroh stared into the little mice's eyes. Before anyone could speak, a thick young leopard cub strutted up. "Huh-ere!" The little snow leopard grinned. "Good, Yashm. Now, what should we all play?" Zurr mused.
"How 'bout, Tag?" Yashm smirked. "Tag? You're so on!" Juun squeaked, running in a circle. "Who's it first?" Hixlaroh cocked her fluffy head. "Ee'll be first." Yashm's whiskers twiddled a bit. "Alright... 3, 2, 1, GO!" Zurr laughed, and everyone bolted away from the it.
Narshai shook her head with a smile, when Juun hid behind her and Yashm was chasing Hixlaroh. Juun grumbled as Narshai pushed her out from behind her, making Yashm see her and direct his attention to her, instead. Yashm leapt, stumbling and failing to get her as Juun scampered out of the way. He scoffed, looking at Zurr, who he sprinted at. "Zurr's it!"
Before another even mumble of a word was spoken, the ground underneath everyone's feet rumbled for a few seconds. A few inquired to others what it possibly could've been. "Where's Jinx?" Lohkun, a beautiful she-wolf, sibling to Jinx, commanded. "I hear he's been out of the snow spot recently." Rahkama answered swiftly. Lohkun snorted, shaking her head in anger. "Seriously? I need to talk to him about the rumbli-" She was interrupted by a cold feeling. Jinx.
He was printed onto a nearby wall. Little shreds of shadow formed into a wolf. "Jinx, did you feel that rumbling?" Rahkama inquired. Hixlaroh and the other youth had stopped playing, confused and worried. "Yes. That is why I returned. It was a mere shifting of the plates of earth; A small earth-quake. It ruptured some of the snow, but that's all." Jinx spoke clearly, yet his mouth barely moved, yet not at all following his words. His shadow seemed fainter than usual. "Jinx, did the moving of the snow hurt your ability to show yourself as a shadow?" Hixlaroh chirped with worry plastering her voice to be quiet.
"Yes." Jinx answered the chick. He slowly faded. "Jinx left. He's probably going to sleep, to regain power." Lohkun sighed. "Good grief..." Narshai rolled her eyes as she whispered this. Everyone went back to their business. Hixlaroh saw nobody was looking, and waddled over to the exit. The snow was as thick as any other time of the day. She made sure nobody was looking, hopping her way out. Hixlaroh flapped her wings, becoming airborne, which was something she only recently learned how to do.
Her wings felt the cold air, and her feathers were brushing past slickly in the air pressure she was flying at. She was planning on seeing what was outside the snow spot. The snow was falling, speckling her brown feathers, and it was warm. As she was aiming for the far reaches of the snow spot, the snow started getting cold, and the winds were growing harder, making flying a bit more of a struggle.
She began loosing her straight as the wind defied her every flap. The snow was now freezing cold, just like ice, like it was suppose to be. It tingled and began hurting and getting sore in some places, as the wind also was making it hard. Hixlaroh breathed violently, shutting her eyes tight. She felt the strength draining from her wings, beginning to fall. Her talons gripped tight, plummeting into the snow.
She lay there. Hixlaroh was on the brink of the cold snow. "Why did I have to do this... It took me an hour to get this far, and now, I might die." She whispered, falling unconsious.
C H A P T E R 3
C h a r a c t e r s I n t r o d u c e d :
N/A
Snow felt cold on her, awaking. She hadn't been unconsious long, as she was only semi-buried in it. Her strength wasn't at all returned, slowly stumbling up onto her talons. Hixlaroh never had been the most talented flier. Her eyes glanced around, seeing where she had actually fainted, being a few feet away. She stumbled over to it, the border between the cold snow and warm snow. Hixlaroh touched the borderline's snow. It surprised her. It wasn't cold, it wasn't warm, it didn't have any temperature at all. It felt like nothing, it felt cold, hot, and nothing at the same time. Hixlaroh got shivers from it's odd feeling.
She looked up at the sky. For the first time in her entire life, she saw something. The sky was blue instead of light-grey. Hixlaroh's eyes widened. The clouds tore into a ravine-like shape, and on the border, it was like a sunny day, and no snow fell. Hixlaroh collapsed, staring up at the brightness of it. She rolled over. For hours she just lay there and admired it. Her strength had returned rather fast, as she stood. "I'm going to see what's above the clouds, no matter what." She whispered, bursting up into the air. Hixlaroh was soaring up towards the sky, and the air was getting thinner.
Hixlaroh gasped. The second she passed above cloud level, the clouds had turned invisible. Instead of the barren, snowy wasteland she normally would see from this height, it was green, with blossoming trees. No snow fell, and it was dry. "Is this how it would look... Without snow?" She gasped, eyes twinkling as she stared at the long grass flowing at the wind's pace. Her wings trembled, air still so thin it hurt her lungs. Awe-stricken, Hixlaroh stared for hours, seeing her cave, and flowers. The thin air finally got to her, beginning to fall. But Hixlaroh didn't seem to care. As she fell through the clouds, Her feathers got soaked, and the snow was still falling. She was back in the real, cursed, snowy world.
She expected to fall into the thick snow, and die. Hixlaroh was too shocked to do anything. The second she hit the ground, expectantly to die, she felt something cold on her back. "Jinx!" Hixlaroh gasped, snapping back into her senses. "Hixlaroh, what were you doing? Everyone is worried and you were going above the clouds." Jinx scolded, having caught her. "I... I..." Hixlaroh sighed. "I've been watching you, the second you left the cave. It was brave, but that was not right. Come now." He carried her back to the cave.
As Jinx carried her, Hixlaroh could only think of what she had just saw, and how wonderful it had been to her. The snow speckled her feathers, but she didn't care. Jinx though, had such a cold presence, it might have been colder than the cold snow, she kept thinking. "Why are you cold, Jinx?" She asked hesitantly, staring at the shadowy figure that just barely existed. Jinx stayed silent, continuing to carry her. 
The cave came into eyeshot rather fast. Jinx was walking slower than when he had began. Rahkama ran out when she saw them walking towards their cave. "Hixlaroh! Jinx!" She cried out loudly, and stopped in front of them. Her massive eyes were frightened and worried. Hixlaroh hopped off Jinx, waddle-treading through the snow to Rahkama with a guilty look in her amber eyes.
"Hixlaroh, never do that again... Jinx, how'd you find he-" Rahkama was interrupted by a huge rumble in the ground. Jinx seemed distressed suddenly, his shadow slightly shredding when this rumbling happened. It then started to shake back, and forth. The snow parted, almost, just slimly not, showing the underearth that resided under the snow. Hixlaroh hyperventilated, looking at Jinx in confusement. Jinx wasn't saying a word, but was shredding and re-forming almost every second.
C H A P T E R 4
C h a r a c t e r s I n t r o d u c e d :
Molotiya - Officially
This constant rumbling kept going, not even when it would've seemed if it was an earthquake would've opened up the ground already. "R U N I N S I D E!" Jinx's voice seemed torn violently, and was louder than he had ever raised it before. Hixlaroh cringed, being dragged violently in by her mother. Inside the cave, it wasn't rumbling at all. Everyone seemed calm, as if nothing was happening. "W-Wha..?" Hixlaroh whispered, staring outside. The second they had gone inside, a figure had appeared.
A lovely she-wolf, with delicate purple eyes were tearful with droplets of blood constantly, was standing there with Jinx. They silently stared at each other, for what felt to Hixlaroh like an eternity. The she-wolf gave a smile, a very faint one, and the lines of the staining blood on her fur that was always coming from her eyes didn't cease. "J i n x." She whispered, just loud enough for Hixlaroh to hear. "Molotiya, leave. You aren't suppose to be here." Jinx snarled, mouth still not fitting his mouth.
"B u t J i n x , I A m H a r m l e s s." Molotiya said as if she really meant it. Jinx didn't reply fast at all. "The warmth of the snow spots is not to be used." He ordered, as if he knew something. " B u t Y o u U s e I t." Molotiya stepped closer to him. "I use it for my tribe's good. You will use it for evil. I will not allow it." Jinx snapped, shadowy tail lashing.
"Molotiya, you've stolen too many warm snow spot's warmth from their inhabitants many times. But this warm snow spot has a defender, and you will not steal this warmth if I can help it." Jinx snarled. "B u t W i t h T h e M a g i c, I, I, I, I, C a n R u l e, A n d F i x The C u r s e!" Molotiya begged. "You've told every defender that, and they each fell for it. By now you'd have the power. All your doing is stealing the magic and storing it away." Jinx commanded.
They went silent for a moment. Molotiya's blood tears still were falling into the snow. "Molotiya, storing and stealing the magic is hurting you. Why do you think you always are crying blood, even when you're happy?!" Jinx burst out in a shout. Hixlaroh listened silently from the cave, but nobody else seemed to care about the shouting outside. Jinx stepped until he was only inches away from Molotiya.
"I W i l l S t e a l Y o u r W a r m S n o w S o m e d a y, J i n x. A n d W i t h I t ' s P o w e r, I S h a l l L i v e, L i v e" She hesitated for a brisk second. "F o r e v e r." Molotiya whispered, her breath icing as it was forced out of her nose. Hixlaroh narrowed her massive eyes. Steal the warm snow? Steal everyone's chance of surviving?
Hixlaroh felt a horrible feeling in her chest as Molotiya began dissapearing. She looked down at herself, gasping. Hixlaroh was fading as well, but when she looked around, nobody seemed to notice her fading or be fading themselves. She began panicking, and ran out to Jinx, who looked at her. His eyes widened. "Hixlaroh, you-" He whispered, shadow trembling.
Jinx looked downwards, going silent. Hixlaroh completely dissapeared in shocked silence. She shut her eyes tightly. "Help me!" She screamed, but she was in a void when she opened her eyes. Hixlaroh looked around, but as far as her massive amber eyes could see, there was just blackness. "Where am I!? Help me, Someone!" Hixlaroh screeched. Her voice didn't echo, it barely even was hearable as it couldn't travel.
"Hello?" A voice called. Hixlaroh gasped, hearing the faint voice and struggling towards it. Her eyes were strained to see, but she could see a little white dot in the distance. The voice was going towards her. For a strong several minutes, she just aimed to reach the dot. When she finally was close, it was a wolf pup. A wolf pup with lovely purple eyes and a coat that was silky and beautiful. "Hello..." The wolf pup looked up into Hixlaroh's amber eyes.
"Why are you here? Why are we here? Do you know?" She begged, feeling bad. What if that wolf pup had been here for a long time? That would've been terrifying. "I... Don't know..." The wolf pup looked down hesitantly. "What's your name, then? I'm Hixlaroh." The owl chicklet murmured in distress.
"I'm Molotiya"
C H A P T E R 5
Hixlaroh was utterly shocked. Wasn't Molotiya that GROWN wolf, threatening to steal their warm snow? "Why are you in this void?" Hixlaroh tried to evade speaking about names. "I said, I don't-" Molotiya's mouth seemed to malform for a slim second, into something else; Something Hixlaroh hadn't the time to recognize. "I do know..." She whispered under her breath, which was almost unhearable in the void.
 "Then, why?" Hixlaroh's eyes softened, feathers feeling like they were prickling up slightly. "I've been here forever... I was told by a voice, up there, that I belonged here..." Molotiya whispered, looking up at Hixlaroh, as tears of blood started to cascade down her cheeks. "Are you Molotiya's conciousness..." Hixlaroh whispered, quieter than Molotiya had ever whispered herself.
The tears when fallen off her face just floated there in the strange void. "Up... There?" Hixlaroh looked up for her first time, seeing just the faintest of glow up there, a tiny dot of it. "Yeah... It's been there as long as I can remember, and it spoke to me." Molotiya whispered. Suddenly, the void seemed less thick, just by a little. The sound traveled easier and Hixlaroh could move better.
"Let's go up to it." Hixlaroh narrowed her amber eyes. "But- All the times I've tried, the void doesn't let me..." Molotiya whispered, backing up so little it was nearly not at all. "How often does the void lighten up!?" Hixlaroh changed the subject desperately. "Every day, the void lightens up... Just a little... When I was first appeared here, the void was so thick, my limbs could barely even move..." Molotiya murmured.
"It lightens every time the... Big Molotiya..?" Hixlaroh cocked her head. "Goes more insane..." The pup murmured, as if she understood what Hixlaroh meant by 'big Molotiya'. "Well let's try anyway." Hixlaroh raised her voice, struggling madly to try and reach the dot in the void.
The pup didn't react much, only looked down. Hixlaroh stopped thrashing about. "What?" Hixlaroh's amber eyes flashed. The pup bit into Hixlaroh's leg, making the young owl screech in pain; But the pain only lasted what felt a mili-second, and it was painless even though small, very small, amounts of blood were cascading down and floating in the void.
"Wha- Why!?" Hixlaroh snapped, the pup looking up at Hixlaroh's massive eyes. Molotiya didn't react, only started thrashing about just as Hixlaroh had been previously, not letting go of the chicklet's scaly legs. 
The blood droplets floating about seemed to just levitate, occasionally landing and staining the pup's cranium as Molotiya seemed to just struggle there. But it seemed- Were they getting closer to the dot. "Fr-flap!" Molotiya shouted, muffled by the chicklet's leg. Hixlaroh was utterly confused, beginning to flap her wings. It tired her quickly, as the void was thick and felt like she was slamming her wings through concrete, and not, at the same time.
For what felt like hours, they just continued flapping and thrashing about madly. Hixlaroh stopped flapping finally, gasping for breath in the oxygen-less void- But somehow having a just as fullfilling breath. 
C H A P T E R 6
Had anyone seen such an odd sight before was impossible; Two young creatures thrashing and batting around wildly, as if drowning. Hixlaroh's mind kept musing questions for Molotiya, but kept silent. The wolf pup stopped suddenly, eyes widening and jaws letting go of Hixlaroh's leg.
"Wh-What?" She asked the wolf pup, confused as to why she had gone quite still. Hixlaroh slowly downed her head to see the wolf pup, who's mouth was foaming and she seemed to be glowing slightly. "Molotiya!" She screeched, seeing the wolf pup beginning to cry blood, just as before, but more constant. " H i x l a r o h, C o m e H e r e... " Molotiya whispered, voice echoing?
Hixlaroh felt drawn towards the pup, struggling towards her. They were face-to-fac, and the pup bit Hixlaroh's wing, which made her screech in pain- But unlike last time, the pain didn't fade, it stayed, just as real as real. The pup suddenly flashed into a golden-yellow colour- Solid yellow, and the yellow began encasing Hixlaroh as well. The chick was terrified.
Within seconds, they were both solid yellow. The pup began bursting upward, breaking through the void as if it were earth's usual atmosphere- Hixlaroh in pain, being brang by the pup's small but sharp fangs. The dot seemed to get bigger extremely fast, and a large flash of light happened.
For a few seconds, for both their eyes everything was pure white, and ridiculously bright. It faded away slowly, and they were in a similar void, but it was blue, and much thinner. Neon colours of what seemed to be planets were everywhere, unrealistically near to each other. Sparkles, or little floating spirits it almost appeared, were everywhere, floating around in a quick up and slowly floating down, then repeated fashion.
"What..?" Hixlaroh gasped, but Molotiya didn't seemed surprised. But as Hixlaroh spoke, they began to fall, and fall. But no anxiety or bad feelings happened, quite the utter opposite- It felt good. They landed on the ground with surprising little to no pain.
Hixlaroh could just feel the low gravity. She flapped her wings a little, and smiled. Her feathers tingled. Molotiya began padding along a pale gravel path, leaving the bird behind. Hixlaroh quickly caught up, shivering. There was absolutely no warmth.
Things flew by- Some looked like wisps, or tiny snowflakes, all unique and strange, all at once. Hixlaroh's eyes widened, remembering the real world. "How do I get out!? Molotiya, I need to get back." Hixlaroh screeched at the pup, suddenly infuriated.
"Get... Back..." Molotiya quietly whispered. "I don't know if you can get back though, Hixlaroh. Just don't think about it. Let the world's many possibilities just whisk you away." Molotiya hushed. The chick paused in her walking, falling back a few feet.
"What do you mean?" She trembled. "Not get back to Mama..? Or Jinx? Or Narshai? Or Yas-" Hixlaroh's speaking was hushed by Molotiya shoving her tail in Hixlaroh's beak. "J u s t W a l k..." Molotiya murmured, turning back and walking again.
C H A P T E R 7
They walked, and walked, and walked. Things floated by and nobody spoke. It was almost scary, how silent everything was. Hixlaroh stared straight ahead. "Where are we going, Molotiya?" She broke the utter silence.
"How should I know! Just keep walking!" Molotiya retorted in anger. The faint, yet deep sound of a didgeridoo was in the background, accompanied by drums and the occasional noise of a flute. There was soon a castle up ahead; It seemed to just appear once in range, even if before they could've seen it.
A few butterflies flew past- But to Hixlaroh's surprise, their wings were different designs. One had one white wing and one that looked like it was splattered with paint, another had completely random molds of grey splattered on it's wing, and so on.
The faint sound of the didgeridoo just kept louder. It's deep pitch made Hixlaroh cringe, and then drums, trumpets and a guitar accompanied the tribal instrument. "Molot-" Hixlaroh began to speak, blunted when Molotiya cast her an angry glare.
"Suddenly Molotiya seems less innocent..." Hixlaroh grumbled to herself in an angry manner. Molotiya, as she walked forward, started to fade. Hixlaroh gasped. "Molotiya-" Hixlaroh was stopped again when the pup turned around, stopping. The owl looked at herself. She was fading, too.
They appeared in what seemed to be inside the castle. after completely fading. They slowly solidified, and Hixlaroh glanced at Molotiya, who seemed completely casual. There was a wolf on the throne- a female, at that- Who was shaped like a human but had the fur, muzzle, ears, tails and such of a human.
The anthro looked exactly like Molotiya, and was crying blood. Hixlaroh looked beside her, expecting to see Molotiya normally, but the wolf pup was faded more than there. When she looked at the supposed queen in utter surprise, she saw the queen was faded a bit, too.
"Salutations, Hixlaroh" The queen barked, somehow knowing the owl's name. "H-Hi?" Hixlaroh stammered, surprised quite a bit. "I... Traveled? Here..." The owl stammered. "Traveled? Ha." Molotiya grumbled from beside Hixlaroh. She looked at Molotiya in aggravation.
"Well, we got here." Hixlaroh retorted. The queen stayed silent for a strong few seconds, before bursting out in laughter. "Ah, say no more, young owl." She choked on laughter before saying this sentence rather speedily. Hixlaroh rolled her eyes.
The queen's eyes suddenly darkened, tongue that resembled a frog's lashing out and wrapping around Hixlaroh's mid-body. Her wings were wrapped in as well, thrashing about in a wiggly fashion. "I know you want to leave." The queen snarled, talking amazingly well for having her tongue sticking out. Her mouth didn't fit her words... Just Like Jinx.
C H A P T E R 8
C h a r a c t e r s I n t r o d u c e d
Jinx - Pup
Molotiya - Pup
Molotiya's Wisp
"Why can't I, Then!?" Hixlaroh announced, voice suddenly shrieking. The pup had dissappeared completely and utterly. "You can. But let me explain why I brang you here." The queen's eyes darkened, and Hixlaroh cringed. This queen took her here?
"I am a part of Molotiya's conciousness. Refer to me as you would the other one, the pup. Now now, you're special." The queen smiled again, but as she said these words, her eyes bled. Hixlaroh gasped, struggling like mad again, having previously forgotten her attempt to escape the slimy, red-hinted tongue.
Hixlaroh suddenly felt cold. The queen was staring at her huge eyes intensely, and it gave such a terrifying presence that the poor owl trembled. "P l e a s e S a v e M e..." The queen whispered, before decaying into complete bones, leaving Hixlaroh to drop onto the ground.
The owl looked at the re-appeared pup, who was silent, crying blood again. Earth shaking, it decayed, the stench of rotting objects filling their lungs. Hixlaroh squeezed shut her eyes, and opened them. To find she was in the ravine-like tear in the world, between the cold snow and warm snow.
She was lightly buried in the temperature-less fall. "What happened?" Hixlaroh whispered. That place stained in her mind, burning into it like a print- But something new came in. There were words, spoken by what seemed to be hundreds of voices, blaring in her mind. 
A P l a c e B e y o n d T h e C o l d
Over, and Over, and over again. 
S t r a i g h t F o r w a r d I n T h e D e a d l y B l i z z a r d s
Hixlaroh felt cold, unlike she was suppose to in the tear. She kept hearing the voices, and they drowned out any other thoughts. She stepped into the cold snow and it's stinging ice. The voices went slightly quieter, until she stepped fully into the snow, and they went silent.
She jumped around until able to break into thought, even if the wind slightly made this hard. The snow looked as if it'd be miles deep, even if it wasn't, mostly covering a majority of trees. Her feathers stung with icy cold. Hixlaroh saw something below her.
Two wolf pups, running around and playing. One had purple eyes, and the other kinda resembled what the others described what Jinx had looked like when he had a physical body. Hixlaroh immediately knew, who those two were. They were definitely Jinx and Molotiya, But why were they pups, and playing together in the cold?
Her eyes darkened, as she watched Molotiya have her head hit on a tree, The hundreds of snowflakes that formed the layer of snow on the leaves falling onto her. "Molotiya!" The pup who looked like Jinx gasped. Hixlaroh had perched on a tree to watch. This clearly was something like an illusion, so there had to be a reason she was seeing it. The she-wolf didn't get back up. Jinx looked around, as if trying to get help. There was nobody within miles in his sights.
Hixlaroh watched with her amber eyes widened beyond usual. What was happening...
"Molotiya? Molotiya?!" Jinx shook her, only to find the body dead. "How did Molotiya die so easily?" Hixlaroh mumbled. A blue flare-like thing burst out of the body. "Finally!" It shrieked. "Freedom! My plans worked! Now I can do my goal..." It laughed, Not noticing Jinx. "Now I can get all the magic from the Warm Snow..."
It noticed Jinx finally, gripping him. Somehow, it was physical, so it managed to grip him. It felt like it was burning his pelt, but it didn't. The pup struggled. "You better not tell anyone you heard that." The wisp-thing growled, gripping him harder until he could barely breath.
C H A P T E R 9
C h a r a c t e r s I n t r o d u c e d
Malformed Wolf - Sight
Malformed Wolf - Fang
Malformed Wolf - Kitsune
"Bu-but..." Jinx choked, giving up on struggling. The wolf pup could see himself deteriorating every time a thought of denial passed through his mind. It didn't hurt, but did at the same time. It hurt more than anything that anyone had ever felt, more than a gunshot, more than being thrown into blue flames.
Jinx struggled like mad again, some of one of his hind paws completely gone, and just a shadow. "Fine! I won't!" Jinx squealed, lying particularly. The wisp dissapearred, and his paw was back. Jinx got up, and started running towards where he guessed the wisp would go. Hixlaroh followed, before the vision faded. The owl's usually ecstatic amber eyes' brutal energy was hushed.
The wind didn't bother her much anymore, or the cold. She just glided for hours, not realizing how long she had been flying, or somehow not getting tired. What was happening with her life! From happy, watching the beloved warm snow fall from the sky, to being sucked into a mad world of realization.
Hixlaroh's eyes burned with rage suddenly; Rage at that seemingly innocent wolf pup, Molotiya.
She burst into a slightly faster glide, not even realizing how cold and tired her body was. The snow beat on her wings, and as much as it hurt, all she did was keep flying. Her body was throbbing, or so it felt, and it wasn't comfortable. She didn't know where she was going, there was nothing in sight.
Hixlaroh let out a loud shriek- She hadn't expected it whatsoever, it just did. Automatically. It echoed a little, but unlike what she had expected, in reply, what sounded like three howls soared across the sky, and Hixlaroh went towards the source.
Eventually, there was a clearing, where three wolves were. One had unusually massive, pink eyes, one a mouth that reached from ear to ear, and one with three tails, that looked like they could reach the sky, that rest on the ground. Hixlaroh landed carefully, slowly, and afraid.
"We've been waiting!" The big-mouthed one loudly barked. "What do you mean?" Hixlaroh blinked her amber eyes, confused quite a bit. "Ah ah ah! Ah ah ah! Ah ah ah!" The big mouthed one stood, with an eerie grin. "Fly that-a way! Fly that-a way!" He pointed. Hixlaroh gave a confused look, until the other two joined in. "Fly that-a way! Fly that-a way!"
"Now?" Hixlaroh blinked a few times. "Yes! Yes! Yes!" They chanted. Hixlaroh began flying 'that-a way', north. She had just met them, and probably would never see them again, but oh well. They were kinda creepy, anyway. Her wings were suddenly rested, even if she had only stopped for a few minutes.
C H A P T E R 10
Hixlaroh flew for hours, but it felt like seconds. She saw a mountain. That was probably what they wanted her to go to. "Thanks..." She quietly whispered, as if they could hear her. "You're welcome!" Their voices rang in her head. "You're doing great!" They encouraged.
"That's either me, or the big-mouthed one can do that..." Hixlaroh grumbled, slightly disoriented by that. The mountain started forming into better vision after awhile. Her feathers suddenly realized how tired she was, talons flinching. Her wings flapped a few more times to gain altitude.
Finally, she landed at the foot of the mountain. It's grand size was almost amazing, and Hixlaroh looked around for anything of help. "Land ontop! Land ontop! Land ontop!" Those three wolves' chanting reached her mind. Hixlaroh shook her head, listening and flying again. She didn't care about how tired.
Hixlaroh huffed as she flew, finally ontop. There was a whole in the clouds. She was surprised when she saw a wolf pup. It was Jinx! Hixlaroh knew it was the vision, taking position on the side.
"Come out, Wisp!" Jinx shrieked. "Come out!" He repeated, until the whole dissappeared, and like a tornado-funnel, came down the wisp. Hixlaroh could hear the pup's thoughts. "If I'm being told that if I bite that lighter part of it's body, it will hurt, I'll loose myself, but it'll get rid of it..."
That was Jinx's thoughts? But...
Jinx lunged, biting into the middle of the body. He dangled, and the wisp let out a terrifying shriek. The pain reoccured, all over him. He was going through everything, but the middle was firmly clamped in his jaws. His paws were deteriorating into shadows.
Jinx was still the equivalent of Hixlaroh's age, how, why!? How was he so brave, unlike...
Hixlaroh watched with massive eyes, feathers puffed out with fear. The wisp deteriorated as he did, until all Jinx was, was a shadow, printed thinly on the ground. The wisp was gone. The heart of it, where he had bit, was on the ground, right in the middle of the mountaintop.
The funnel-like thing sucked it up into the sky, the whole returning. The vision stopped abruptly, Hixlaroh shuddering violently. What was she going to do?
She positioned herself, Shrieking to the sky. "Come out, Wisp!" She shrieked what felt like millions of times. Nothing came, nothing even changed. "I probably was led here to get a hint, but..." She whispered under her breath, collapsing. Her body printed into the snow, like an angel.
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"Wake up, Hixlaroh. Wake up." She awoke to a cold feeling, colder than the snow that was around her. It was Jinx. His voice sounded sad. "Jinx..." Hixlaroh whispered, having not seen him for a week by now. "I'm not going to stop you Hixlaroh..." Jinx whispered.
"How did you know, though?" Hixlaroh blinked a few times. "Because, I did. From the very start. About you in the snow, the void, the everything." Jinx grumbled. "Oh..." Hixlaroh looked away. But when she looked back, he was gone. Her eyes seemed saddened.
"I'll be with you, wherever you go, Hixlaroh." She heard his voice faintly, from the whole in the sky it seemed.
A burst of hope flew through her mind, eyes gleaming with sudden determination. Whatever it was, the wisp probably had waited, and now that he was able to, was going to steal power to get a body. Hixlaroh huddled there, brooding and musing about what to do.
The three wolves from earlier, trotted up, as if with ease, even if there were some parts of it where they might've had to walk upside-down, defying gravity. They stared at the brooding owl. Hixlaroh finally looked over, eyes just barely looking it seemed.
"Hixlaroh, calm down." The big-mouthed one spoke. Hixlaroh finally turned her body completely over to face them. The one with three massive tails hinted that they should speak not on the mountain. As they went down, Hixlaroh noticed something.
Every wolf except the one with three huge tails had a smaller tail. Every wolf who wasn't the big-mouthed one had no or a small mouth. And every wolf who's eyes weren't massive had smaller eyes than usual. They were utterly silent, even if the question kept bothering the owl who glided smoothly above them.
The world still seemed dim and dark. Severely messed up wolves, Wolves who turned into shadows...
The snow still fell, and it was cold, even if Hixlaroh had forgotten about it completely from her time up in that clear spot. "Silent, silent, Silence!" The big-mouthed wolf growled. "How about I say the lyrics to one of our favorites?" He announced. They nodded, everyone but Hixlaroh.
"Say it along with me, now!" He spoke loudly.
"When the wolves of shadow rise to do their part,
Maybe perhaps some will be saved,
Don't treat yourself as so smart;
For the accursed world will in-caved
When they Rise to do their part"
"Where's that from?" Hixlaroh mused. "Just an old thing we used to be told." The big-mouthed one mumbled.
C H A P T E R 12
They walked and walked, seeming endless. Hixlaroh was flying by their side until they came to the small clearing she had met the wolves in. "Stay with us for awhile?" The most commonly spoken one asked. "Fine, but what's your names?" Hixlaroh grumbled.
"I'm Fang" The big-mouthed one answered.
"I'm Kitsune" The three-tailed one spoke.
"I'm Sight" The mouthless, big-eyed one murmured.
"That's nice. Where do we sleep?" She cocked her head. "Watch." Fang perked his ears eagerly, paws moving so fast they seemed invisible as he dug a hole in the snow. Sight walked in, curled up, and was buried in the snow. "What the!?" Hixlaroh gasped.
"The way it works, it the snow will keep cold air out, while your body heat warms the area, and practically heats up the hole without melting the place." Kitsune explained. "Ah." Hixlaroh blinked a few times as Fang made two more holes. "Why not three holes?" She cocked her head.
"Look at Kitsune." He answered. The one female was rested on her three magnificently huge tails, warmed by their fur, like a blanket on all sides. "Ah..." Hixlaroh stared with quite a bit of confusion. She was hinted to jump into one of the holes.
Hixlaroh sighed, trusting them enough to quietly waddle into the hole. The snow cascaded down, covering the world above. She felt slightly claustrophobic, but otherwise it was neat. It was pitch black, but her massive eyes were able to see dimly.
She fell asleep, forced to sleep on her side, which was sort of uncomfortable, just to her. 
Next morning, she opened her eyes to a feeling of, 'where am I' and burst out of the snow. Hixlaroh's whole recent happenings reappeared into her head, sighing in relief. "Good morning!" Fang announced. "Hi..." She mumbled in utter surprise.
Hixlaroh began thinking of what to do next. She could go back to her group, she could just wander in terror of the snow... Hixlaroh just remembered something. Wasn't the outside of the warm snow spots suppose to be covered in Blizzards?
For some reason, the blizzards hadn't been ontop of that mountain or in this clearing, and she had been in those areas for a long time, so she had forgotten. "Fang, Sight, Kitsune... Would, could you come along with me?" Hixlaroh asked slowly.
"Of course!" They answered in unison.
C H A P T E R 13
Hixlaroh flew just above the trees. The snow did still hurt, but she had gotten somewhat use to it. She was amazed at how Kitsune, Sight, and Fang could stand to walk on it. Weren't their paws cold? Then again, they had thick fur... Hixlaroh quietly contemplated these thoughts.
She sneezed slightly. The three wolves had said to just follow them, but this was ridiculous. Where were they going. Where on earth!
After hours of nonstop, tiresome tracking, the wolves called her down. Her talons landed into the icy white blanket. They all three began digging, which confused Hixlaroh. It was broad daylight. Soon, the snow began to seem like it was trembling?
After they dug for a strong five minutes, the snow in the area collapsed within a mile around, and they began to fall. Hixlaroh tried to catch herself with her wings with flight, but failed due to being much too small. For a few minutes of pain in the stomach and falling, they landed.
Hixlaroh was amazed. They were alive, but landed on hard ground. Fang, Sight, and Kitsune didn't seem in pain, either. Trees that had fallen with were down there, and the snow. They began walking along, Hixlaroh following in fear. The sunlight just merely shafted through. The fall had to at least be a mile long, or longer.
There was Molotiya! Right there, just staring as if she wasn't afraid of the horrific creatures. "So you came for me." Molotiya grumbled. "Yes, mama." Fang mumbled. "Mama!?" Hixlaroh gasped quietly. Molotiya cast a glance at Hixlaroh, and it felt like it shot right through her eyes into her very soul.
"Mama, don't you think you should stop..." Sight spoke in his quiet voice. "I Agree." The only female other than Molotiya, Kitsune, growled. "Please Molotiya, your hurting others by doing this. What are you trying to do with the power?" Hixlaroh scoffed.
"Live forever. The power from ten of the warm snow spots, can at least double, Maybe triple, your lifespan. And if I get all of them... I could live forever." Molotiya smirked. "Be immortal?" Hixlaroh stepped back. "Yes, Be ruler over everything, immortal, a deity!" Molotiya grinned big, pupils dilated. 
"No! Won't you miss your loved ones!? You can't be a deity! Nor immortal!" Hixlaroh shrieked. "Yes I can. I have no loved ones." Molotiya scoffed. Hixlaroh expected her sons and daughter to react with tears or something, but they didn't seem affected.
"Molotiya, just quit it." Hixlaroh asked. "Follow me." Molotiya kinked her tail lightly, and led them to a deeper part of the cave. There was a tree, that was hollowed out. Inside was a bunch of solid ice-like stuff. "Touch it." Molotiya urged. Hixlaroh brushed it with her beak. Where she touched, it went inwards, not allowing her to touch it, but it turned into a snow-like material to do so. It felt like it was burning from this close.
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"This is the warm snow. It's taken at least ten years to get these many warm snow spots. But I'm not old at all, can't you see!" Molotiya laughed. Hixlaroh looked down. "What happens... If I got rid of your warm snow essense-y ness?" Hixlaroh asked.
"I'll tell you, since an owl like you would never dare. You'd have to go back into my mind, and go up, towards that dot. In the second area you went to, there was another light. Up there, is a giant orb, that if you walk into, gets rid of my warm snow essense, reincarnates me into an innocent pup." Molotiya smirked.
"And it kills you."
Hixlaroh's heart skipped a beat. "K-kills me?" She stammered. Her feathers fluffed out a little in fear. "How would... I get into your mind..." Hixlaroh stared into Molotiya's frightening purple eyes. "Ask my three offspring." She told Hixlaroh, before disappearing. 
Hixlaroh looked at them. They looked at each other, as if they were speaking through their minds. They gave a nod to each other. "We'll bring you..." Fang seemed solemn for once. They circled the tree, and urged for Hixlaroh to balance herself ontop of the tree.
"When the wolves of shadow rise to do their part,
Maybe perhaps some will be saved,
Don't treat yourself as so smart;
For the accursed world will in-caved
When THEY Rise to do their part"
Sight's eyes dissappeared, Kitsune's tails, and Fang's mouth. Hixlaroh gasped. They were dissolving, but they seemed... Happy...
She began to feel odd, disappearing, just like she had the first time she went. "Sorry, but you won't be seeing us again..." Their voices sounded like a million. The ones who could smiled gently, as Hixlaroh felt a few tears rolling down her cheeks.
"You're dying..." She whispered. They all nodded, smiling if they could. "It burns, it hurts... But this is for the good of the world, Hixlaroh, don't fail us!" Their voices echoed, and she finally clenched her eyes shut. She was in that void, and there was the wolf pup.
"Welcome back, Hixlaroh..."
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Unlike when she first came, the void was as thick as mere water. Hixlaroh smiled, but didn't go up to the dot. She was crying, and the tears dissolved into the void, but she didn't care. Hixlaroh realized this feat of 'crying'... Owls weren't suppose to be able to do that, but she didn't care whatsoever.
She began flying to the dot. This time it was much easier. Molotiya followed either way. This time they reached the dot in what felt like seconds. But now that they were in the kingdom, this would be much harder. It was low gravity, so she wouldn't fly easily, and she couldn't flail up like the other void. Hixlaroh stared at her surroundings.
Hixlaroh began walking towards the palace. What else would she do. Her whole life was flashing through her head, over, and over. Playing with her friends, first finding the border, flying above the clouds and seeing the world if it wasn't cursed...
The butterflies twirled around comfortably, making what looked like a beautiful work of art, as they fluttered about, not minding the two. She reached the palace steps finally. Hixlaroh gave herself a quick thought reassurance, and began walking up the steps.
As she walked, though, the steps just seemed to gain themselves. Were the stairs neverending? She began going up more constantly and faster, but unlike what it had looked like before, she wasn't gaining any altitude. She jumped a little, but now the stairs seemed endless.
She flopped onto the stair. Molotiya caught up to her. "Hixlaroh, close your eyes." She ordered. Molotiya's eyes were closed as she made it to the top. "How..." Hixlaroh grumbled. "Don't let your eyes decieve you. Now do it." Molotiya commanded, and Hixlaroh closed her amber eyes.
As she walked up, she did indeed feel like she was going up. She finally reached the final step, not particularly realizing, so in an attempt to step up again, just falling over. Molotiya rolled her eyes, head-butting Hixlaroh until she got up.
The queen wasn't on her throne today. They began searching the castle, utterly confused. Every room was empty. Now that she had thought of it, there was nobody except butterflies on the way, too...
There wasn't the welcoming sounds of didgeridoos or flutes on the way, either, or the trumpets. Hixlaroh gave a shudder. Now she had realized it, and it was eerily silent. Hixlaroh looked at Molotiya, who seemed unscathed by this. "What's happening..." Hixlaroh mumbled.
C H A P T E R 16
"I have been going more insane lately, so..." Molotiya grumbled. Hixlaroh realized something. "Could when she have said, 'I have no loved ones', do something to this world?" Hixlaroh gasped. "Now how will we get up..." She looked down at her talons in despair.
As they walked into the dining room, still looking for others, there was a table, covered in food. The sudden realization of hunger hit Hixlaroh. She hadn't eaten in days, but why hadn't she noticed? The tempt to just eat was making her tremble, but she ignored it as much as she could.
As they walked out of the dining room, there was a long hallway. And for hours, they just checked every last bedroom that was off of this hallway. Hixlaroh, when they were finished, found something else. There were at least ten more hallways.
Hixlaroh tried to find a different way to find them, that wouldn't take a whole day. As she began to search, something caused her to think. Weren't castles only able to be made by creatures that can grab things with their paws? Who made this palace?
Her eyes flashed, waddling along. Molotiya had been awfully quiet during this whole time. The silence was almost disorienting. Hixlaroh finally just gave up. There was no way. She began to try and find her way out of the palace. This wasn't going to be easy.
They searched and searched, without prevail. She plopped onto the ground. What was happening! Stairs, maze-like castles, millions of rooms! Who built it in the first place! Hixlaroh stood, a flaring determination in her eyes. Her talons were tired, but kept walking on the velvet flooring.
Molotiya fell over suddenly. Hixlaroh gasped. "I know what your trying to do, it'll kill me too..." Molotiya got up rather fast. Anti-climactic. Hixlaroh nodded. "I know..." She grumbled, beginning to walk forward and back to trying to find their way throughout this winding palace.
The world seemed so dark, but she just kept going. They had been walking for at least a whole day now, before Hixlaroh fainted. 
She re-awoke on a bed, uncomfortably positioned. Molotiya was sat beside it like an over-excited puppy-dog. Hixlaroh waddled off the soft bedding, and walked out of the room through the barely opened door. "Who put me in that?" She asked. "Me." Molotiya grumbled.
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Hixlaroh felt a little more energized, but this was sort of annoying. What was she suppose to do now. They walked for what felt for several more days, before seeing something. The main room, which meant, the doors! They walked towards it in glee.
The owl suddenly felt a sharp pain in her stomach. She felt like she was twisting up. Anxious, scared. Hixlaroh had suddenly realized, if she did this, she was going to die. And she now noticed what that meant. She stared at the doors, almost refusing to exit.
Her breath quickened as she walked out. She didn't want to die, she was afraid! Hixlaroh slowly walked forwards, down the stairs. Falling behind, Molotiya cast her an irritated look. "S-So how do we get there?" Hixlaroh asked quietly. Molotiya stayed silent.
Every once in awhile, a wisp would fly into one of their faces, but the butterflies were gone. It almost made Hixlaroh want to sigh and make a big deal about this whole thing. Her eyes flashed, and it came time for them to take a rest. Molotiya settled by a bush, Hixlaroh next to her.
As Hixlaroh fell asleep, she found herself in another world. She was dreaming! There was Jinx and Molotiya, laughing and playing. "Want to see something, Jinx?" She asked with a grin. "Sure!" Jinx replied with enthusiasm. Molotiya shut her eyes tightly.
Jinx was disappearing. "What are you doing!?" He asked with fear. "Watch!" She gave him a big grin. The world blacked out, and Hixlaroh re-appeared. They were in Molotiya's mind! "Like it? It's my mind." She grinned. "Woah..." He gasped at the blue skies, butterflies, and many creatures.
"How did you..." Jinx was hushed. "With magic, silly!" She squealed. Hixlaroh sighed. So this was Molotiya before she was evil. This was what she was going to bring back..!
This particular joy between friends, perhaps- maybe death wouldn't be that bad for that...
They wandered the beautiful landscapes, and Hixlaroh smiled. "This place is great!" Jinx grinned. "Hixlaroh. Hixlaroh. Hixlaroh, wake up." Hixlaroh's dream faded to Molotiya's face. Had she been asleep longer than she thought? Hixlaroh blinked her amber eyes a few times, standing.
"So how do you think we'll get up?" Hixlaroh mumbled to the wolf pup. "Mmph... I don't know..." Molotiya growled under her breath. Hixlaroh sighed gently. "What do we do now, then?" The feathered youth asked in pessimism. Molotiya began walking forward.
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"Walking... Of course, is the answer..." Hixlaroh grumbled, following grouchily. She, as walking, began thinking about this whole death thing. Hixlaroh noticed that if she hadn't seen Fang, Sight, and Kitsune self-sacrifice themselves like that, or Jinx, she might not have the bravery to.
As they walked, the landscape was changing. They were in a forest-like place. "What are we doing here?" Hixlaroh grumbled. Molotiya shrugged, climbing a tree. This surprised Hixlaroh. Weren't wolves suppose to be unable to climb trees?
She tore off the thickest branch with surprising strength. Hixlaroh watched in confusion. She began making a catapult!
"You're really smart." Hixlaroh gazed at the contraption. Molotiya prepared everything, and they got ready. However this was going to work without something to propel them up, wasn't a bother to Hixlaroh. This world was crazy enough, right?
They were flung into the sky. Hixlaroh flapped her wings violently. A flash of light, and they were in a new void. There was a bright orb, just like the wolf had said.... Hixlaroh stared at it, with sudden fear. Death? Never seeing snow again? Never seeing...
No, certainly it couldn't be that terrible. Fang, Kitsune, Sight, and Jinx sacrificed themselves. So she could do it. It would give those after her peace, and happiness. This was going to be the right decision. Molotiya stared at it with faint eyes.
Hixlaroh breathed out, trembling. Molotiya didn't make a sassy remark for once. "I'm afraid, Molotiya... To even be in It's presence..." Hixlaroh managed out the words faintly. "Hixlaroh, don't worry. Where-ever you end up going after death, I'm certain that anyone else who you care about will be there too, at least eventually."
Hixlaroh flickered a bit, going closer to the orb...
Fear kept striking her like bullets. This wasn't... She didn't... Want to die...
Hixlaroh bunched up her chest, slowly going forward, into the orb. As she did, she was raised, and felt terrible pain. Molotiya's skin dissolved, and Hixlaroh watched as there was a small skeleton, that's mouth was molded into a smile? 
"Thank you, Hixlaroh..."
She heard millions of voices say this, as she was raised. The pain didn't feel like much, this was...
D e a t h
C H A P T E R 19
Once upon a time, there was a cursed world, that always beated down with freezing snow.
But that wasn't now.
There was now lucious fields of glowing florage, flowers of many colours, and lovely creatures. The natural order of prey and predator was returned, Jinx and Molotiya were also reincarnated into innocent pups. 
But some say,
That where Warm Snow once fell,
Sometimes, when it snows,
There's still some warmth...
T h e E n d
I hope you enjoyed this. I am Coookiewizard, the author. I worked hard on this, and if you didn't enjoy this, I thurally apologize.
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