“No,” Jenna said though Boris was old, “And Muk and Luk are real friendly so don’t worry.”

 

“Ok.” Cinder said with confidence trusting his mother though doubted her.

 

“Nice.” Cronos nervously put, he was still was afraid. Cinder started to explore again, he reached out and touched something. “Quake! Quake!” the noise made a sound, he jolted back and growled at it.

 

Balto laughed when the cat toy moved out behind the box it was behind it. It kept going till it hit another box and died out. Cinder growled and hit it with his paw to make sure it dead.

 

Cronos went to the stern where Boris was. “Vhat?” Boris asked him. Cronos lifted a paw and hit Boris’s beak. Boris’s head moved up and down, Cronos looked at his beak as Boris bobbed his head, following where it moved. He curiously put he paw on Boris beak to make it stop. “Your nose his hard and warm are you ok?” He asked Boris.

 

“I’m a bird I have a beak not a nose, you tell I’m sick in different ways.” Boris answered the pup.

 

“Then how do tell?” Cronos curiously asked again.

 

“Oi!” Boris called out, “I knew this was going to happen!” Cronos slightly lowered himself with his shouting moving his ears back. 

 

“Boris!” Jenna called to Boris, she was about to shake her head but she remembered not to tell anyone how easy Cronos got depressed agaisnt her will she spoke. “Their just eight weeks give them a break.”

 

“Err mom, dad?” Cinder asked his parents as he backed away from the two polar bears. He sighed and came to his side.

 

“That’s Muk, the little one, the big one Luk.” Luk made a sound made Cinder tilt his head.

 

“So you’re the red one is it Jenna jr.?” Muk asked.

 

“I’m a guy!” Cinder angrily replied he really didn't like getting teased.

 

“Sorry so can you run, Jenna jr.?” Muk teased.

 

“Beware, I’m teething!” Cinder warned looking away from the annoying polar bear cub.

 

Balto laughed seeing his son get angered, “His name Cinder guys you now that I told you many times.”

 

Luk suddenly gave Cinder bear hug though he lifted Cinder in the process. Cinder couldn’t breath; he closed his eyes and bit Luk as hard as he could which wasn't much but puppy teeth are fairly sharpe. Luk dropped him allowing him to breath. Cinder ran behind his taking some deep breaths. Luk made whimper to Muk slightly pushing him down.

 

“What are talking about of course he loves you, he’s teething remember?” Muk said to Luk, Luk made a some sounds that Muk somehow understood.

 

Jenna walked up behind Cronos and Boris, she heard Cronos ask another question since she left his was rambling questions. “So what does Vhat, mean?”

 

Boris bumped his head, “Vhat means Vhat!” He had been saying that for a while.

 

Cronos finely got it, “Oh! Vhat means what, and what does da mean?”

 

He grumbled getting highly annoyed with the pup, “It means, yes.”

 

“So how did you meet my Dad?” He asked curiously asked him nearly as instantly after he answered the last question.

 

“All you do is ask! And ah, um,” Boris debated weather to tell him or not. “Lets save that for a story alright?” Boris said to the pup.

 

“Cronos how bout you talk about yourself to Boris.” Jenna suggested, He turned unaware he was being watched. 

 

“Yeah, I’ll ask the questions this time.” Boris said agreeing with her annoyed with questions being asked to him.

 

“Question one, how old are you?” Boris asked him.

 

He answered him quickly, “Eight weeks and two or three days!”

 

Oh no, he is answering to fast! Boris grumbled to himself. “Two, are you a boy or a girl.”

 

“A boy!” He answered angrily he didn't think he looked like a girl at all.

 

“Just checking, so three how fast do you run?” Boris asked somewhat slowly. 

 

Cronos paused looking at the ground with his eyes; Boris decided to skip the question, “How long can you run?” Boris noticed he remained silent which he found odd. Must of hit a soft spot. “Four, what do want to be when you get bigger?”

 

He finely answered lifting his head a bit higher, “I’m going to be a shaman!”

 

Jenna asked for the sake of asking, “What makes you want to be a shaman?”

 

“A shaman just reminds me of someone that’s all.” He answered not wanting to tell who it was.

 

“Alright but first you have to be a sled dog at least.” She told him.

 

“I know, I think.” He answered his mother not even paying attention to her just answering hearing her talk.

 

Balto, Muk, Luk, and Cinder now still talk.

 

“So, Jenna jr. how fast can you run?” Muk asked Cinder asking as if he was slow.

 

“Stop calling me that! And a lot faster then what you can do!” He yelled out at the two his started to bare his small teeth at them getting very angery.

 

“Now Muk, he’s name is Cinder.” Balto warned seeing his sons temper lost.

 

“I’m sorry he’s looks like Jenna except he’s a boy but little.” 

 

Balto cut him off, “A little small, just smaller!” Balto almost shouted at Muk, he shrugged. 

 

“Alright, smaller, that’s jr. comes from.” Muk confessed teasingly.  

 

Balto strictly did not want them to now they had any wolf qualities, but he wondered, I’d have to tell Cronos someday. He has almost as much as me.

 

“Cinder, my names say it! Cin-der!” He was trying to make Muk stop calling him Jenna Jr which really annoyed him.

 

“Alright Cin-der.” Muk laughed out putting his tong out Cinder wished he was closer so he could bite it.

 

“Start calling him his name.” Balto finely said to Muk getting annoyed himself.

 

Cinder spoke out of anger, “I doubt you guys can even swim.”

 

“You better bring it.” Muk happily said to Cinder swiming seemed to spark something in Muk.

 

“I’m the racing not swimming type.” I don’t know if I can even swim... Cinder thought to himself he wondered if he shouldn't have said that. 

 

“Alright lets race, Uncle Boris!” Muk shouted happily starting to jump around.

 

“Vhat? No huggy! No licky!” scolded Boris.

 

“No it’s for race Uncle Boris!” Muk exclaimed going in his race way, with his brother.

 

“Hold a sec Cronos.” He hopped down and walked up to where the other where. He raised his feathery hands, “Race into the show one, two, three, go!”

 

Muk and Luk jumped off the boat. “What the?” Cinder questioned as how he had to use the wooden plank to get down. He knew he couldn’t catch up but smiled. I lost my bet, but I’ll just run all the way around the boat and get back on, the two forgot to ask what to race to. He raced himself around the boat and met up with his father and mother and brother.

 

“Back all ready?” Cronos asked confused looking over the rail seeing the two  cubs still racing.

 

Balto laughed seeing the two go they were much faster then Cinder, “The two forgot to ask where and how long the race was, by the looks Cinder just wanted around the boat.”

 

“Sharper than any knife.” She remarked to his insight.

 

“Man, no beating you in anything.” His brother remarked with a defeated tone.

 

“Only if you listen you can beat me, which you do.” Cinder smiled at him but faded his brother had his mind elsewhere looking at the ground.

 

Jenna bumped him using her paw, “Hey, you alright?”

 

He was surprised she was looking at him, “Eh, I’m fine.” He looked back towards the ocean, still dumbfounded with its size. A chilly breeze flowed and it caused his tail to go with it.

 

“Your tail is getting longer.” Cinder told his brother seeing go with the wind, “What’s eaten ya?”

 

He smiled at his brother, "I have hunger." He looked at his brother as he laughed, He sighed and spoke very quietly, “What does exhausted and special mean?”

 

Cinder quietly answered his brother, “Exhausted means really tried, and special means unusual or great I think.”

 

“Oh.” Cronos quietly replied softly disapointed in himself.

 

“And what are talking about?” Balto interrupted them hearing them whisper to one another.  

 

“Hi father, we were wondering what’s special about this boat. What is it?” Cinder asked and lied to his father.

 

“Well, what’s special about it, is that I live here.” He answered them with a smile, but also not very proud of the fact.

 

“You live here?” Cronos asked his mouth somewhat agape.

 

“Sure do.” He answered his son.

 

“Wish I lived in place like this.” He remarked liking the idea of it.

 

“Oh, you shouldn’t it’s bad for

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