Lol, I said fur just so you wouldn't make it a aurleon.

Sorry I'm really bad at generating things xD

A sylesti pranced across the garden, stopping to nibble at the food his owner had left. His wild days had long gone and he was used to the life of a pet, though the neighborhood was afraid the small sylesti would turn wild again and destroy his human's heart.

He was no stranger to the morbid and taboo. His dark body allowed him to camouflage himself into the ominous woodlands, and it proved beneficial. After all, grave digging is typically frowned upon. However, a gruesome lust drove him further into the abyss of night, until a crumbling cabin appeared...

Though she was unusually quite sunny for a shadow creature, others feared her for the gruesome smile she always had under her eerie mask.

He smiled at the little bulbori at his feet, it was poised to fight and rightly so. But today he was not a predator, he hadn't been for many years now for he was no longer a mortal being. "I will not harm you, my duty is to protect this temple and all who seek sanctuary within its walls."

The Queen looked down her half burned snout in a regal and imposing way. Her cold eyes glinted as she studied the peasant before her, who was trembling at the sight of Her Majesty.

The sylesti Barreled down the crowded city streets desperately trying to avoid the guards pursuing him. He needed to find a way out and quickly. He ran down an ally way leading to a wall, he looked trapped. as the guards were closing in on him, he bolted up the wall and disappeared.

The cunning sylesti nosed the gaps in the old wooden fence, searching for weakened wood. A faint smile grazed the edges of their mouth as they found a rung in the fence that was almost worn out. Taking a few backward steps, they charged with relentless force, shattering the barrier between them and the endless possibilities awaiting beyond.

She glanced at the other sylesti lined up next to her on either side and smiled. This time was going to be different, today she would put her new strategy to the ultimate test. Ready, Set, Go! with the thundering of many hooves and paws, number 17 dashed to the front of the pack.

He peeked out from in a small tree staring at a group of bandits gathered around a fire. It seemed as if the bandits were worried about something. Curious, he jumped down from the tree and got closer. Until...SNAP! He stepped on a twig! The bandits turned immediately towards the sound. They smiled and got up once they caught glimpse of him. He tried to run, but his foot got caught on a root. The bandits got him and shoved him in a crate. He was loaded on some kind of moving vehicle. He woke up to a loud thud and realized he was no longer moving. He realized he was no longer on the truck and waited for someone to get him but no one came. The next day someone found his crate. They opened it and found him curled up in a small ball. Him and the trainer became best friends.

Sorry the story is so long. I tried to shorten it but it didn't work.