Hey, welcome to my thread. I'll be doing writing commissions here! I'm not sure on pricing, and I love writing so I suppose this'll be pay what you want! Throughout the writing process I'll be talking to you and you're welcome to let me know of any adjustments you'd like, or extra bits of information.

Examples:
Short:
You trudge through the wet undergrowth as rain splats down and slides of the drenched leaves. You look up, hoping to see the sky clearing, but instead, a fat raindrop lands right on your nose. You shake your head, spraying the nearby bushes in water. You'd hoped you'd be there by now. The lion had said he's be waiting. Oh well. You continued through the rainforest, keeping an eye out for any signs of life or movement that could indicate the lion's arrival.

Medium: (This is my den Bio)
You tentatively step a paw onto the foreign land, ears stiffened for signs of enemy lions. You taste the air and pick up the faintest scent of lions. Suddenly an elegant Frostbitten male slinks out of the shrubbery beside you. He's wearing a silver bodywear covered in coins that jingle as he slides from the bushes. He has on a crown of white flowers, and petals bounce off his sleek fur as he walks. His voice is soft and charming, and seems to entrance you as he speaks, almost like a lullaby. 'I know a place where all is calm, where the lions sleep and come to no harm. I know a place where you belong, where the lions whisper and sing their songs. I can take you there if only you let me, just close your eyes and go to sleep.' You feel your eyelids getting heavy and you collapse on the forest floor. Your final vision is of a charming Silver lion staring straight into your eyes, with a faint smile on his perfect face.

long:
The heat was scorching on your back, wearing into your thick fur and weaselling it's way into your body, making you weaker and weaker by the second. Your mouth is parched and it feels like all the moisture in your body has been evaporated. You're exhausted, the heat is like a leech, sucking away your energy until you've got no fight left in you, leaving nothing behind. You look up to the azure sky, and see the sun almost smiling down at you. It's cruel. You hear a shriek and gaze upwards once more to see a pair of vultures lazily circling the air above you. They're waiting. Waiting for you to die. You felt like tossing your head up and roaring at the world, your rage for having let you end like this. Your paws begin to grow heavy as you stumble onward, tripping over rocks and piles of sand as you go. Slowly, your vision fades and swirls, like shrikes on the wind. You feel yourself stumble and fall, collapsing on the scorching sand.

You blink open your weary eyelids. Suddenly you feel refreshed. The air is cool and fresh, and smells faintly of herbs. You heave yourself up onto your paws, rolling over so you're facing the other way. You catch a glimpse of a slender white lioness sorting herbs in the corner of the cave. Where am I? you think, what If I'm a hostage!? You quickly shut your eyes, pretending to be asleep again. You couldn't help but sneak a peek at the lioness, watching her gracefully tidy her cave. Where am I?

Obviously I can do longer ones, or shorter ones, but these are just examples. Pay what you think is fair! Here's the form:

Type of Bio: (Lion, cave, den page)
Characters involved:
Length:
Storyline:
Any extra details:
Payment:
Anything else I should know:

Thank you! xx