lannathewolf

Author Note: Here is my new story from the walking dead, Carl and Daryl are my favourite characters and I love them both so much! This story does not follow the plot of the show at all! Little bits do but not much, so bare with me please... I hope you like it and let me know if you think I should write more please :) If not, I will delete this chapter. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- (name)'s pov: "NO! NO! (brother name), please... you can't leave me..." I sobbed, holding him by the face as I placed my own on his ch

Capter 3 “Ahh!” Aang winced, gripping his head. His head was echoing with multiple voices, some of them sounding familiar. “Aang, what’s wrong?”Katara asked, placing a hand on her friend’s shoulder.   “I…I don’t know” he calmed down a bit as the pain subsided. “It was like I was in the Avatar State while I wasn’t” Both water tribe teens looked at him confused. Sokka was the first to speak. “Wait, how can you be in Avatar state and at the same time you are not? Seriously, that is impossible and confusing” he threw his hands in the air, not liking the ide

     ~ Hunter POV ~     I don't know how long it had been since my pack mates left to find our human medicine. Those Smoker fumes were brutal, and to what degree he had coughed when he tried to speak worried me quite a bit. I looked back to where he was sleeping. It was nearly laughable by this time he already trusted me enough to pass out so soon. His skin was becoming a slightly pallid. That didn't look healthy in what relation to what we usually saw him as. It probably wouldn't hurt to check up on him, so I decided to leave my post at the entrance for the time being. If someone - or something - came close, I would be able to hear and sme

I've watched Zootopia twice now, how could you expect me not to write MnMnMnMnMnMnMnMnMnMnMnMnMnMnMnMnMnMnMnMnMnMnMnMnMnMnMnMn (F/N)=First Name (F/C)=Fur Colour (F/N) (L/N) was one of the most popular wolves around, but not in a good way. Head of the infamous WB gang, a powerful group among many in the city of Zootopia. Selling weapons, drugs, anything illegal you could find in the WB shipping headquarters. That is why officer Nick Wilde had been assigned for the job. Normally, he would have it assigned to him and Judy, but she had taken a vacation to visit her family. Accepting the assignment was easy for him, "Wolves aren't that smart, I

"____, don't leave mee! I love you!" your child-like dad groused, latching to your leg to stop you from moving to the front door of the house. You frown and look down at your dad, who still refuse to let go of your legs. "Dad, it's just a sleepover... Let me go" you said, heaving a sigh. Your dad frantically shakes his head, hugging your legs tighter "Tell me what have I done wrong?! I'll fix it! Please, let me make things up for you! I promise I won't do the same mistake again!" he wailed while looking up at you pleadingly. You struggled to get your feet free from his insane tight grip while trying to reach for the doorknob. "D-dad, let