The Trio Guardians

Chapter 1
Three animals, one polar bear, one eagle, and one cat, stood back to back, surrounded by shriveling, purple vegitation. Phantoms surrounded the trio, poking aside the brush. The cat seemingly struggled trying to control an angry tree from attacking. "The Dark Way has taken control," He hoaresly whispered, pain filling his eyes.

"Ridge, we know, but what about the tundra?" The polar bear asked, her trident impaling a line of phantoms. "And the desert? The forest isn't everything, Ridge!" The polar bear grunted as a mace scraped her skin.

"So what, Vanilla?" Ridge snapped. "Right now we're in a forest! My forest, to be exact."

"Was." Vanilla countered.

Ridge sharply intook some air. "I guess..."

"Sierra!" Ridge cried as the eagle took a blow. Ridge dove and caught the eagle, smiling at her. "We've got to go," Sierra whispered.

Ridge nodded.

"Vanilla, to the World of Jamaa."

They vanished.

--- Crow strolled along the woods, breathing in the sweet, flower-scented air. No one was in this particular town, Burke, it was called.