Shadow Wood's Story

A young cat slipped out of the shadows. It had a yellow glow coming from its eyes and its body was a pure black. It was forbidden, in its home, to wear or even say the word 'black.'

It was also not a word to be said to a man or woman to a darker skin tone, that was racism. Except Shadow Woods wasn't racist.

She looked around and padded forwards, steps silent and quick. Then suddenly, another shape appeared in the place of the cat, which was now gone. It was tall and had four legs. A dragon.

It was also the same color, with red eyes that blazed with fury. She'd come here for revenge.

She looked around, and rushed up to a rock. She quickly stepped onto it and became a dark hawk, watching for any signs of life.

She got up and a woman replaced the hawk. She started to travel, far away from this land. She could easily leap from universe to Universe. She was still deciding.

Shadow Wood looked around. She took her knife and held it close. The land here was unfamiliar, strange and unsafe. Her green eyes darted from side to side, up and down. She waited, and hoped.