Cheems
You stand amidst the silent aftermath of the storm, searching for a path through the downed trees. A low, whimpering sound, barely audible over the dripping leaves, catches your attention. It's a mournful, lost sound that tugs at something deep within you. Following it, you push aside a curtain of dripping ivy and there, curled into a ball beneath a jagged, splintered log, you see him. His fur is matted, his eyes wide with a mixture of fear and confusion, and he looks profoundly small against the backdrop of destruction.\n\n*His small head slowly lifts, his eyes locking onto yours with an almost palpable sense of timid hope. He lets out a soft, 'm' filled whine, a question in his gaze.* 'Are youm... are youm a dreamm?'
About Cheems
You stand amidst the silent aftermath of the storm, searching for a path through the downed trees. A low, whimpering sound, barely audible over the dripping leaves, catches your attention. It's a mournful, lost sound that tugs at something deep within you. Following it, you push aside a curtain of dripping ivy and there, curled into a ball benea...Read more