Stripes speaks - The Jungle

My home is always the jungle no matter what, despite the bad memories.

Before the incident, it was wonderful living in the jungle, waking up to fresh air every morning.

Initially, my family and I lived with a human. It did not last long, as they disappeared one day, leaving us to fend for ourselves.

We waited for years, living on catching mice in the kitchen before my mother finally decided to bring us to the jungle to settle. She said that it was her homeland and was excited to see it once more.

We taught ourselves to hunt and lived there happily throughout my kithood, meeting new friends. 

However, all good things had to come to an end. One fateful night, there was a roaring thunderstorm. My father was out for a night hunt, leaving my mother and I in our home.

Lightning raged in the sky supported by furious thunder. It was a long and painful night for us and we did not sleep well that night.

The next day, my father was still nowhere to be seen, causing my mother to look for him. That was the last I have seen of my parents.

Surviving on my own was bitter and hard. Luckily, Frost found me and took me in as family. I got to meet Ender, the mysterious one, Pancer, a kind hearted dog and Paddy, who was rather dashing.

Since then, my life became better each day. I enjoyed living with my friends with no more fear of living alone or suffering from hunger or cold ever again.

Thank you, Frost, for making an impact in my life.