You step onto a dirt road. The wind pushes the dry dirt on  it in strange patterns. You scurry off the road and into a small feild. It smells of sweet hay and flowers. Cicadas and other various insects buzz and fly around the feild. The hot sun beats down on you, and you feel extremely tired. Seeking shade, you walk into the coarse grass of the feild. Trees on the other side of the feild stand tall in the wind. You rush towards them, hoping shade will come too. You reach the trees and stop, surprised at what you see. A creature reaches up towards the tree on it's hjnd legs. It's fur is red and it has small, yellow dragonfly wings. What type of creature is this? You think to yourself. It comes down from it's reach munching on something. You go a little closer. That's when it notices you. It growls but it's eyes dart to something that moved in the grass, adn it runs after that. You breathe out a sigh of releif, glad that it didn't do more than just growl. The grass rustles again. Frightened, you turn around quickly. Standing behind you is a girl. hello she says to you. Her long blonde hair is done up in two braids that fall over her shoulders. She smiles to you Please don't be frightened. You look at her "I'm not frightened" you say. "Just... what was that?" Pointng in the  deriction the creature went. The girl looks that way. Oh, you must be talking about Mosca. He's a ferilon. "Um, what's a ferilon?" You ask. A ferilon is a beautiful creature that was once bred for show and for the colorful and soft fur it has. They soon died out, but some were saved, and now are being bred again at the Ferilon Farms. You nod but a question nags you. "Then why did it growl at me?" The girl sighs, as if dissapointed. All I did was give it a living area. It is a plains type ferilon, meaning it cannot be tamed. He is very aggresive but colourful. Alas, i wish i could tame him, but it is impossible. He is getting to know me better, but will not do anything he Doesn't want to. You understand, and watch as he walks up to the girl and  she smiels to him. His eyes dart to you and a growl starts deep in his throat Uhh.. maybe you shoul come with me The girl says, geturing for you to follow. You run after her, and Mosca follows some way, but decides it is no longer fun and chases after some insects instead. The girl leads you under a tree. This is where I always sit. it is safe here. She the gestures to a small sign nailed to one of the trees. This is Mosca's Information. You smile and read it, but then a look of shock comes over the girl's face. Oh, dear, i haven't told you yet! My name is Shoukea. You smile and say "Hello Shoukea" And the conversation start up again. Mosca sometimes comes up to Shoukea, and stopped growling at you as much too.
	Name: Mosca Gender: Male Type: Plains Parents: N/A Mate: N/A Species: Ferilon Adopted from: Ferilon Farms