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A Tale of a boy named King...


The Tale Of King

The Tale Of King


Now I’m gonna tell you a story about a boy who wasn't just a regular boy.
He was special in his pack of siblings, born last but still manage to clime his way up in rank and soon he was respected and strong.
His mother was a proud girl with waives of blond and black hair, a firm hand and still a gentle touch whenever it was needed.

Her sons and daughters grow stronger and stronger for every day that came.
Each more independent and adventures as the days passed by.

His mother had named him King, the little one that had fought his way by his siblings to get to the point where they all respected him as an equal among them.
He was number 5 in a pack of 3 boys and 2 girls.
He had got his father’s color and cleverness and his mother wisdom and strength.
The usual days was made out of play fighting, running, sleeping and eating.
But as the weeks grow by strange animals come by, petting and stoking them, talked funny and there was also some of this strange animals babies there who tried to grab their ears and tails.
Some of them were even scary or rough and some was gentle and loving.

Soon some of this animals, named human their mother told them would be the new pack and we were never Ever to harm them or threat them bad, no matter what we would be by there sides and always look after them, as so your father and I have done for our packs of humans.
The little ones are the most precious and we may never play with their pups due to that they are much more fragile then we at their puppy stage.
We may and will protect them and help they pack watch after them so no harm will come to them, their mother speak of almost every day.

Soon the mothers children had grown strong and independent, roaming around the human packs territory and learning more and more of this strange world they now had to sett foot in.

And then the day came when Kings siblings was divided into individual packs, one of his sister had the luck to get selected into her new pack with her brother leaving King with his mother, waiting to see if his day of leaving would come.

A few days passed and King and his mother was move into the house of her pack.
New things to learn suddenly took up all of Kings time when lots of don’t came up and suddenly he hadn't all this freewill he had have outside.

Then one day, this strange transport thing arrived and 3 humans entered the lawn, speaking with his humans. They called him over and the 2 younger humans lift him up, cuddling him and petted him.
Strange words was said and those funny looking white things and those small stick looking things that the humans used to do strange thing on that with stuff you got punished for trying to chew on. His mother had called them words and the white thing was a paper and the stick which wasn't a stick was a pen, he recalled.

The pack of human then put a collar on him and carried him into this strange vehicle and drow of with him.
It was a sad goodbye and he tried to call for his mum but she didn’t hear him so he lay himself to rest beside the young male in the back and the young girl stroking his fur while the grown up human drove them all further and further away from his mother.

To be continued




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Publicerad 2014-04-11 02:15



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