Board Thread:New on Club Penguin Pookie Wiki/@comment-24224475-20140502233951

Night fell like a pebble falling into a pond. It spread through the sky in what seemed like ripples, tainting the orange sunset to a deep, royal blue blanket dotted with white stars shining bright as if they were the sun themselves.

Everything on the island of Club Penguin calmed down a little. Fam fams fell asleep, Forestians gathered together in the Forest, and the normal night time preps hung around the Town, School, and Stadium.

Pandora, now a teen about fifteen years old, slept in her comfy silk and satin bed in her fam fam's igloo. She was not aware of anything, so she didn't notice when the full moon rose high in the sky, as if it were climbing a ladder. She did not notice the coal black and dagger sharp claws slide out of her bare feet and her flippers. She did not notice the jet black fur sprout all over her body. She didn't notice the tail. She didn't notice the ears. She didn't notice the teeth. And she especially didn't notice the black mask around her eyes, since her eyes were closed, after all.

But she did notice her waking up, however. She was the same Pandora, the same daytime Pandora, but this time, she was night time Pandora. And the only thing that rang out in her mind was the two words. Those two words. The words "food" and "kill".

She slid out from her bed and silently dropped to the floor. She sneaked towards the door. She didn't see the door knob. Her nose rammed right into it.

She howled with rage and slight pain.

In the far bedroom that belonged to the pookies, Pandora's smaller wista, Ava, heard the howl. Ava's eyes popped open, and she stared nervously up at the ceiling. She hopped out of bed and quietly crept to the door. She opened it and peered up and down the hall. All was silent now.

She made her way across the hall to her biggy wista's door. She opened it a crack. She didn't see the big black panther standing idly on the other side of the door.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"><span lang="EN" style="font-size:20.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN">"Pandowa?   Woo otay?   Can I cwome i-"

<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"><span lang="EN" style="font-size:20.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN">She never finished. The panther leaped at her, paws aiming and claws spread apart. She landed right on top of Ava with a thump, and pinned her to the floor. On the way down to the floor, Ava hit her head on the halfway open door, causing herself to black out and the door to slowly cruise the rest of the way open.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"><span lang="EN" style="font-size:20.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN">Pandora saw this and her eyes widened in terror.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"><span lang="EN" style="font-size:20.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN">Pandora jumped off of Ava immediately and whipped around to face the window. The window directly across the room from her bed. She ran, muscles rippling under her black velvety pelt, and leaped at the window.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"><span lang="EN" style="font-size:20.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN">She barely made it through, but was lucky she did.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"><span lang="EN" style="font-size:20.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN">She bolted through the igloo neighborhood streets, past Snowball Street and across Snowflake Avenue. She saw trees ahead of her, but didn't care and ran right through the wood, crashing through undergrowth and through tree limbs there were hanging in her way as if they saw what she had done and they were trying to catch her, catch her for the terrible thing she did to her own fam....

<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"><span lang="EN" style="font-size:20.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN">She ignored the tugging and clinging of plants at her fur and kept running until she was faced with bright lights and crickets chirping.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"><span lang="EN" style="font-size:20.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN">She stopped where she was. She was at the edge of the wood, the edge where the wood cleared to make the street of the Plaza. Lights from the Stage and the Pet Shop and Puffle Hotel and Pizza Parlor flooded the street as if it were a river of light, and Pandora gazed around cautiously. She couldn't let anyone see her.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"><span lang="EN" style="font-size:20.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN">Her gaze rested upon the Pet Shop. Inside, she knew there were pookies sleeping, juicy, plump and tender pookies....

<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"><span lang="EN" style="font-size:20.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN">She dared to take a step on the cold, hard asphalt. She dared to continue to the door of the Pet Shop. She dared to look inside.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"><span lang="EN" style="font-size:20.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN">Pookies and Puffles and pets were sleeping. Two twin pookies, a boy and a girl, were sleeping together in a Puffle bed. A batch of uppies were sleeping inside the doghouse, curled up into little balls and breathing steadily. A fourthlet bunch of girl pookies were sleeping in line in the Puffle wagon. A kitty slept on top of the Puffle condo toy tower. The Puffles slept everywhere, curled next to pookies, laying on the toys, sleeping in the corners.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"><span lang="EN" style="font-size:20.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN">All of this peacefulness was shattered by the sound of glass - well, shattering.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"><span lang="EN" style="font-size:20.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN">Pandora had burst through the Pet Shop's glass doors and was now making her way for the fourthlet pookies. The fourthlets were now alertly awake and were shaking violently in their seats, whimpering and cowering under the shadow of Pandora's massive bulk.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"><span lang="EN" style="font-size:20.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN">Pandora sprang. She jumped right into the wagon and near about tipped it over, and she roared and flailed her paws as she tried to catch one of the pookies. The pookies squealed and climbed out of the wagon in a desperate attempt to escape.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"><span lang="EN" style="font-size:20.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN">They weren't fast enough.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"><span lang="EN" style="font-size:20.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN">Pandora caught up easily, and swiped at the back of one of the pookie's T shirts. Pandora lifted her paw, and stared at the pookie who was hanging from her claw, waving her arms and feet and trying desperately to fall on the ground.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"><span lang="EN" style="font-size:20.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN">Pandora snarled and flung the pookie at the wall. The impact made the wall crack a little. The pookie screamed and slid down to the ground, clearly lifeless now.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"><span lang="EN" style="font-size:20.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN">Pandora easily knocked out the other three pookies. She tackled them and threw them everywhere. She pinned them to the ground and sliced them neatly with her claws. She shook them violently in her jaws. She smashed them into the ground. She did all this until she was sure they were gone.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"><span lang="EN" style="font-size:20.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN">By now the Pet Shop was complete and utter chaos. Uppies ran around barking, pookies fled screaming and crying and trying to catch up and stay together with their siblings and friends, and Puffles were bouncing around frantically and escaping one by one through the crack in the wall - which was now a hole.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"><span lang="EN" style="font-size:20.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN">Pandora's ears swiveled backwards. She heard a siren - a police siren, probably. She'd have to hurry and gather her meal.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"><span lang="EN" style="font-size:20.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN">She carefully picked up all four pookies by the back of their T shirts and made her way through the trashed Pet Shop. She slipped through the hole, Puffles automatically getting out of her way. <ac_metadata title="The Prey of Pandora&#10;Prologue"> </ac_metadata>