I knew I was in for a rough day when I lost the dibs. Charles looked like he wanted to go outside to take a leak. I didn't think he really needed one, just that he wanted some attention. Then my 10 sisters all said "Dibs not!" and then I knew Charles really needed to, but it was too late.
"Dang it," I had muttered, but I still had to take Charles to the park. I had been there for two hours, and he was still searching for a suitable tree. He's such a picky pooch. I was nearly falling asleep. I went to see what was taking him so long. I searched in the forest, the square and the swings. I was searching in the long grass when I suddenly heard a rustling noise.
"There you are Charles! What the heck took you so long?" I said turning around. Then I gasped. What I saw was a stag, but it had white hair, with a black face and underbelly. He had green and red eyes, and a gold thing on his body that looked like the outline of a pair of butterfly wings, and golden streaks on his feet. There were also four emeralds on the golden butterfly wings outline, and a golden streak on his forehead. Suddenly my feet felt warm. I looked down.
"Charles, really?!" I said. Charles whimpered, but I was more focused on half a dozen questions.
"What is that thing?"
"Why is it here?"
"Does it have an owner?"
"If it does, who does it belong to?"
"Why does it look so weird?"
"WHAT THE HECK IS GOING ON?!?" (this was the one I was more concerned about)
I had to find out all the answers. The stag was so strange, and to cap it all, it seemed to like me. It was nuzzling my hair, and it was purring. I walked out of the park and into the city square. Charles and the stag followed. I figured the city would be the best place to find answers. Little did I know that I was about to lead my family and friends into a series of epic adventures that will change our lives as we knew it!
"Dang it," I had muttered, but I still had to take Charles to the park. I had been there for two hours, and he was still searching for a suitable tree. He's such a picky pooch. I was nearly falling asleep. I went to see what was taking him so long. I searched in the forest, the square and the swings. I was searching in the long grass when I suddenly heard a rustling noise.
"There you are Charles! What the heck took you so long?" I said turning around. Then I gasped. What I saw was a stag, but it had white hair, with a black face and underbelly. He had green and red eyes, and a gold thing on his body that looked like the outline of a pair of butterfly wings, and golden streaks on his feet. There were also four emeralds on the golden butterfly wings outline, and a golden streak on his forehead. Suddenly my feet felt warm. I looked down.
"Charles, really?!" I said. Charles whimpered, but I was more focused on half a dozen questions.
"What is that thing?"
"Why is it here?"
"Does it have an owner?"
"If it does, who does it belong to?"
"Why does it look so weird?"
"WHAT THE HECK IS GOING ON?!?" (this was the one I was more concerned about)
I had to find out all the answers. The stag was so strange, and to cap it all, it seemed to like me. It was nuzzling my hair, and it was purring. I walked out of the park and into the city square. Charles and the stag followed. I figured the city would be the best place to find answers. Little did I know that I was about to lead my family and friends into a series of epic adventures that will change our lives as we knew it!