Skeleton Deer Novels & Stories

They stepped inside, holding up their torchlights, only to be met with a room filled with garbage. The stench was unbearable, thick and suffocating. Amidst the filth lay a worn-out, grimy mat—it had been my bed. The only possession I had was a tattered doll I'd brought from home. The doll stood out in the squalor. Its age was apparent; the fabric was faded and patched in several places. Yet, it was clear the doll had once been cherished, lovingly repaired by its owner.

The demon creature made of bones growled weaker and finally stopped moving. Draco emerged onto the surface of the snow and flew towards the skeleton dragon that was buried in the snow up to its neck. With a few swings and slashes of the sword, Draco shattered the skull of the skeleton dragon into shape. He dug into the snow with the force of the wind, then plunged into the snow pile to reach for the golden heart that was still beating merrily.

“For over a hundred years he helped to the best wizards’ training. He was my professor too, in fact ...” Mr. Knudlac continued his journey followed by Elizabeth. After a few minutes when he inspected a few meadows, he stopped and spoke to some stone elves that followed him. “In this meadow we will build the stable for the pair of white deersaurs. “Deersaurs?” the girl asked in surprise. She didn't know anything about those creatures. “Yes, a young couple. They are ... a doe and a deer both huge. And white ... It seems there are only two such pairs in the world.”

I launched at her with my claws out, I feel her soft flesh seeping through my sharp nails, I knock her to the mushy wet ground and press my paw against her neck so that she can't move, the reindeer shakes and struggles under my hold and I open my jaw as wide as possible tearing out a chunk of flesh from her neck, now she's dead finally. I keep my jaw hooked tightly on to her long legs and drag her out of the forest to my pack, I call out for my Gammas and I see them waiting out for me, I place the meat in front of them, and after giving instructions, I head out for my last hunt for tonight. Let's see, rabbits are most likely asleep, deer are hard to find, bison is too large. Wait, what is th

Its bones weren't normal either, they were pitch black in color. "Do you know anything about this creature? What is this thing called? Is it a special type of spirit beast?" Tsarayu continuously asked Terra with a confused look. "What is a Spirit beast? This creature is called a skeleton horned rabbit. It can easily kill unsuspecting individuals using its stealth, speed and sneak attack, but it is pretty weak against strong individuals. You can say that its defense is its weak point. This one here belongs to the species called monsters. You will find countless monsters here, some of which are really strong that even I pray that I don't cross their path." Terra said as he pointed towards the

The very thought has me contemplating how Stefan and Gorjon manage to build such a cabin. "Where is your brother?" I asked. Stefan did not have time to answer as Gorjon made his presence known. He shoulder open the old worn out wooden door and dragged in a dead baby deer. If I had eaten breakfast already I would have certainly thrown up all of it. I looked closely as he dragged it in, barely able to until Stefan ran over to help him. The deer was strange, black, eyes white and scary looking. But what made it all the more strange was the wings on its back.

"Theoretical connections of the proles hunt." A polyphonic groan sounded in the room, but no one protested. With that we were back in everyday academia. Today, a closer look at the Dorcas was on the curriculum. A dama-proles, descendants of the deer. To do this, we even had to go down to the morgue in the dissecting department for the second hour, where we could familiarize ourselves with the anatomy of a Dorcas. Basically, this genus was nothing more than blue-black deer with a long tail. Okay, no normal deer had a hair comb on its back that discolored during the rut, or poisonous antlers, but in shape and size they were the same as normal deer.

“I didn’t even help him.” Ruhan clapped his hands. “That’s great, Jai!” Raka gave a small smile. “I hope you don’t kill all of them. They coexist with the Drat Deers in the east.” Jai frowned. “Don’t wolves eat deers?” Even though Jai didn’t know what Drat Deers are, he knew that there’s a deer in the previous world and it’s listed as herbivore. Raka nodded. “Yes. But if the deer reproduce three times than normal, then something has to be done, right?”

I point at something in the trees and grab his hand, pulling him with me. The moonlight shines through the branches, and I see what it is. A skeleton. I feel like I'm going to throw up. It's the skeleton of a goat, the bones bleached white from the sun. I press a hand against my pounding chest. "I thought that was a person." Alec doesn't answer. His head is cocked, and he's listening. Suddenly, it feels like my breathing is too loud. I want to shrink down to the size of an ant so that whoever—whatever—is out there doesn't see me.

Nearby, I smelt a forest animal and settled next to Jade who was behind a log hiding. I looked at the form and there was a pine deer grazing. It looked up and around as if sensing us. Jade jumped out first and got it by the neck. It squirmed and bleated for help but with one snap of its neck, it went quiet. Blood dripped from Jade’s mouth as he returned to me with the deer in his mouth. He put it before me and seemed to be gesturing for me to eat it. Never in my life has a dead animal looked so delicious. I let Domino eat it and she offered some to Jade.