The Ancient Wolf discussion

1 mod makes one chapter of a book and another one does it to then another untill we finish the book!

Ok. This is new. I'll try it.

then we have 1 person to do it...wait am i doing it to? oh yea i am..2 mods in here...you do the first chapter

Ok. Where do we put the chapter at and what characters can we use?

we write the chapter here and make up a name for the charactors

Ok.

good luck

What should the story be about?

WHAT KIND OF STORY AND WHAT CHARACTERS! (Starts freaking out.)

hmm...ok i got an idea...if ur gonna help te story say me

me

Me!

ME!

good >:)...Brid u get the name for the character thingy

shine u think of the backround and the places where the character are going...u guys talk together...

and me hmm...i will tell whats gonna be in the story..u guys mail me and each other

wait changing plans dont mail go to Mod talk

Um.... okay. :)

or...u can do anything u want and just make a chapter and then the other mod makes another one then u know...just make it connect

Sounds good. Although I don't know what kind of characters you want me to start off. :)

umm...guys...just make a chapter and anyone could make it...but only the first person who makes the chapter first will be the original mod book

*Sometimes a few seconds is all it takes. A few seconds of courage will change your life, a few seconds of walking can lead you down a new path, a few seconds of failure can bring everything crashing down...*

"What are you writing?," An unfamiliar voice asks. I look up from my sitting position against the wall, my thoughts returning to the present. I see his face, a familiar one that I can't seem to put a name to. He raises an eyebrow and I look away quickly, blushing in embarrassment.

"I'm writing... something that hasn't gotten anywhere yet," I mutter, "Its nothing... just wishful thinking."

"Maybe I could help you, If you'd let me," He says politely, "I'm Eric, by the way." Eric sits down next to me, I close the notebook quickly. I haven't shown anyone my work yet, not even my best friend who knows everything else.

"Oh, come on," Eric protests, "It can't be that bad. Won't you let me read it? I'll give you pointers if I can."

I clutch the notebook to my chest, afraid he will try to take it... afraid that he will read it and tell me how crazy I am to write these things down.

Eric sighs, "Never mind, can I at least sit here though?"

I nod, gripping my notebook still. He pulls out his own from a bag I didn't notice slung over his shoulder and opens it to a new page. To my surprise it was blank; no lines or letters. He begins drawing lines that quickly shape into a beautiful drawing.

Eric finishes then tares the page out, folds it up, and presses it into my hand just as the bell for the next class sounds.

((I have no idea what this is... but its an alright beginning for someone to add on to with the next chapter... I'm so cheesy...))