Chatterbox: KYNGDOM™ Archive

I know why they want me, whoever they were. I am a RARE kind of wolf. My mother taught me about the powers when I was young. She said that the Power of Wing was the most important right now, but that anyone could be a guardian of one of the other powers. She said I was special, powerful. I didn't know how important those words were then, but now I relize I could BE a guardian. BIG. This must be the work of BIG! They want me to test on! To question! To learn about whatever possible power I must have! I need to find out what power I posses! And I need to keep a sharp lookout. Anyone could be lurking round the next bend. "Moonshadow!" I turned and bared my teeth. Anwen jumped back with a surprised look on her face. "Oh, it's just you" I say, relieved. "Is something wrong, Moonshadow?" Should I tell her? No. I wouldn't want to worry her.  "Oh, no it's nothing." I said too quickly. She gave me a puzzled look. "Oh, well I came to tell you breakfast is ready. We're having fried apples, but I'm almost out of provisions. I'm running low on matches, and I need to pick some fresh fruit. Moonshadow, this has gone on long enough. It's time we told people who we were, met some people, went into town to get our surroundings." If I wasn't so busy thinking about everything Anwen had just said, I might have noticed the abnormal feeling in the air  I might have noticed the strange smell. My stomach growled loudly. If fried apples didn't sound so delicious, I surely would have noticed the faint sound of footsteps padding quickly by just behind me...

-Moonshadow