up and down then paused then began to shake his head frantically.  This confused Jenna even more.

            “So you want to go back to the cave or do you not?” asked the husky. 

            “The answer is—“  started Muck.

            “No.” finished Balto.

            The polar bear beamed at the hybrid.  “Quite right, mate!”

            “Who did you ask to go investigate the cave?” asked Jenna.

            “Those who were in the area.” replied Muck.

            Jenna’s eyes widened then asked, “Who?”

            Muck scratched his chin, thinking.  “Well, Alue was close to the mountain range so she went to the cave with her entire pack, Kodi, um, er, Dusty, just slipped my mind, and an ancient wolf by the name of Nava.”

            Balto stopped him with a glance and shoved the polar bear with his muzzle.  “Show us the way to the cave, Muck!  Anything could’ve happened to them.  Hie now!  Time may be against us.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Cave

           

            The cave was small yet big enough to house two wolf packs.  Balto had never seen anything like it.  Brilliant and beautiful colors streamed from its mouth, just as Muck described it to be doing.  Tracks leading into the cave indicated that many had entered and hadn’t emerged.  From the scent that was left behind, Balto could pick up Alue’s, Kodi’s, Nava’s and one he had not hoped to find.  Steele’s.   Ever since the town dogs found him for what he was, Steele blamed Balto for his pain.  After Jenna bore him pups, Balto kept them either near him or Jenna in case Steele or any other dog want to do them harm because of their heritage.  Now Steele had followed Kodi and Alue and fear for their safety filled the hybrid.

            “I’m going in there.” he said firmly.  “The rest of you stay here until I come back.”

            “No,” said Jenna.  “I’m coming as well.”

            “Jenna,” began Balto.

            “Don’t Balto.  Don’t tell me to go back or wait here.  I am your mate and we have to face things together.”

            “Jenna, I do not want harm to come to you.”

            “I can take care of myself.” ensured Jenna. 

            “Alright.”  He turned to the polar bear cubs.  “Are you coming?”

            The two fur balls looked at one another then back at Balto.  “Um, is it safe?” asked Muck. 

            “It is inevitable.” came the reply.

            Muck sighed deeply and so did Luck though it looked like he deflated in size. 

            Together the group entered the cave.

 

            Crystals lay about them everywhere, each giving off a single color.  Very slowly, the group made their way to the back of the cave.  What they found surprised them. 

            Wolves lay there as they were if asleep.  Balto nudged one of them but the wolf gave no sign of waking up.  He shoved harder, certain that the movement would wake the male.  It didn’t.  Then Jenna gave a cry and ran forward to two forms near the front of the cave.  It was Alue and Kodi.  Both were in the same condition as the wolf.  Jenna examined their bodies. 

            “No sign of a struggle.  Their breathing is shallow.”  She turned to Balto.  “They are alive but they are in a coma of some kind.”

            “Coma?” he asked.

            “A stance or a way of sleeping but very distant.” she explained. 

            “Uncle Boris!”

            The two turned to see Muck and Luck scrambling over the bodies to the limp form of Boris who like the others was in a coma.  His wings were outstretched in front of him as if he was about to pick something up.  Luck about the ground and picked something up.  It was a crystal.  But it didn’t glow like the others.  It was dark and dull. 

            “Wait!” shouted Balto.  “Don’t touch that—“  The crystal suddenly gave out blinding white light that soon became swirling Northern Lights.  Nearby Jenna collapsed where she stood.  Soon Muck and Luck did the same.  Balto suddenly himself being lifted higher and higher.  He looked down and to his astonishment saw his own body collapse amongst the others.  He looked in front of himself and saw before him a land of some kind rushing towards him.  He felt the clouds’ wetness as he passed through them.  Before him was a plain, green with flowing grass, and filled with live.  A town surrounded by a wall made out of stone, wood and earth was coming closer and closer.  He realized that he wasn’t slowing down.  Though he tried to slow down the town rushed up to meet him.  Everything went black.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Whenismlian and the Dragon Captain

 

 

          A ray of sunlight shined into Balto’s vision, awaking him from his slumber, though he did not remember falling asleep.  Then he remembered the cave. 

            “Thank goodness it was all a dream.” he said to himself.  He got to his feet and noticed that though he was on a wooden floor, it was not his boat.  It can’t be he thought.

            But it was.  He was in an office of some kind.  From its make it was for an officer of a high rank.  Just then, he heard two voices coming from the outside, from an open window of the office.  Balto walked beneath the window and listened.

            “From the letter, we are expecting a royal envoy to arrive here in two weeks, Baltheis.  Shouldn’t we make any attempt to cover up what we do here?”

            “No, Marcus,” came the other voice.  “They have a right to see what we do here, though I don’t see any reason why they should.  We’re not at war with anyone not that we should be.”

            The first voice spoke up.  “Our ways of defense and offense in war is legendary.  No one can match our formations and strategies in battle.  Why should we tell the king this?”

            “We must because we must.” came the reply.  “I do not support the king in this decision, Marcus.  Using power and higher authority to get something one wants is a sign of corruption.  I have a feeling that there is more then meet the eye.”

            “Be careful, my Dragon captain.” said the first voice.  “The king might think of it as a threat to his rule and have you removed from service or worse: executed.”

            “I worry not about the consequences.  I worry about what might happen if I don’t do any thing about it.”  said the second.  The door to the office opened half way.  “I have to inspect the walls now so, farewell.”  The door open and a human entered then closed the door behind him.  Balto scurried underneath a coffee table and laid still.  From his view under the table, Balto began to read the man like a book. 

            He was young, still in his late twenties or early thirties, he had mid-long black hair that fell to his shoulders that was tied and hung on his shoulders.  The skin color was one that Balto hadn’t seen before.  It wasn’t white like

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