Welcome

[Raggy]

Where we came from, well I don't know. What I do know is that we Dreens have always watched over these lands. We have tended to thousands of crops and herded animals over the hills for as long as the eldest Dreen can remember. Our villages have some homes that soar to ages of 5,000+ years, yet they still look like they were built yesterday. Most of the time the North and the South live in peace. No war sounds ring in our ears and no scars lancing our bodies. All was full of peace. Well, until the canines arrived.

As my father and his father before him tell me, the Canines arrived in the late fall hundreds of years ago. The first Dreen to stumble upon one was Forstine Horrow, a Parrot Dreen. At first she thought the canine was just another Dreen. That is, until she lowered her reddish colored hand to stroke the canines rusty colored fur. The thing turned and snarled; then it lunged, taking Frostine’s hand in its maw and crunching down. Her scream is still said to be heard on the beaches. And yes, the canine was large enough and smart enough to take her throat in its teeth and rip her life away.

After Frostine’s death many other Dreens were attacked and killed. At that point in time, Dreens had not developed powers nor where they very strong. The canines on the other hand knew how to survive. They thrived, taking as much land as they could. That is, until a feline Dreen by the name of Rent Thess discovered that Dreens held powers inside of them. These powers ranged from the control of the wind to being able to float. With these new powers, Dreens attacked and killed hundreds of Canines, Thus placing fear in their hearts. Once more, the Dreens where powerful.

To this day we watch for canines and yes we do kill them, ripping their small furred bodies to shreds with a hate that was born in us. Each new load of canines brings us fresh prey, fresh meat, and fresh thrill. Our methods of killing are harsh, but they also enable us to have a bit of fun at the same time. Yes, sometimes the canines do attack and yes some of us die. But new Dreens are born and we live on. Wars do break out between us and yes masses of us are killed but we live on. We survive, because we are the only Dreens out there. This island hosts the last of our kind.

[Cinder]

Southern Dreens Rule!!!! yah! Power to the cats! I, prince Desiree, hereby decree that the southern dreens are far better than any other being on this island and we will one day eat all those stupid dogs. Party at my palace!!!! *runs off to party*