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Here is my sotry..
Chapter 1 Exploration
I had began to think of things, ever since I had my quest with Pascal. My name is Angel, a lovely stray hound. During the night, I had this dream, were I was walking along the padded prints into the snow while walking and suddenly It felt as if i was walking on superficial ground., I began to walk as I was slowly sucked into this jello like substance, from stepping into the superficial crust. into an odd sea, I struggled, I saw blue jello around sunk behind the layer of the world. I stretched my body that did not. help as I struggled helplessly, I wanted to swallow and eat it, but it wrapped around by muscular, I felt consumed and I felt sensitive. An odd dream, as I slowly woke up from the dream and back into the world into a dog’s life. As I woke up, I stretched my long body and yawned, and my stomach growled it was time to eat, to search the trash can. A dog’s life is often dangerous, unpredictable and yet familiar and surrounding. Searching the trash cans, I found a few cats, I ignored them and I figured that they were afraid of my size. Angel was a bit of a bear in the morning. She open the trash cans and sniffing then picking and tossing out what she wanted, then with her strength she just knockd it over for her convience. She was just warming up, as she spilled the contens and began eating very hungrilly, her stomach was an empty baloon. As she ate she got silly ideas, like opning the lid and diving in, the way a a person would dive into the pool. She eate and ate the stench was nasty and she could smell of, andver since adapting to this home this was her food. The rummaging continuedwith the noise, it was early morning in the dark so nobody noticed. Angel forgot in her hunger how to get out as she she jumped out. She siged after a while of rummaging her belly was full.
That was Angel and her dream, what could it mean?
She began to walk in the wonderful, she loved expirencing her freedom as her long legs carried her across the snow. The next thing was toopatorl the area, search for areas to hang around, search the area. As she went through the night padding she locked at the dark forest and remebred what happened, Pascal, the whole adventure. Se heard a howl, and she thought it was from the forest, but no it was from somewhere closer and Angel found many things on her searches.....
Chapter 2- Lessons in the domestic ground. Dog vs Wolf
A wolfdog yawned and looked around at his sourdnnings. He also yawnedand waited. He sniffied and the air was spicy. A wooden housewaswhat he hadwalked into, a eskimo cabin. Yes pascal adapted to the ways of the humans. It was a normal family that picked up strays, mostly cats, but a dog.... such as Pascal. was huge, it was only every once in in while they would take in a dog... much less a wolf dog. Pascal watched the feet and the people and to his insicts immeadily headed for the trash. “ He began rummanging, just as Angel had and the people were shocked. He was stralted by a punishment, it was uppsetting but he didn’t understand, due his confused nature. He also grew to find buety in his enviroment, just like angel. Only problem was, neither of knew thir histories and the comples nature of wolf dog confused Pascal. On his personal mind he also thought of the adventure, but what the mysterious wolf ghost had ment, he had a feeling it ment something.....
Atashort while,Pascal waited for ashort walk, this was the only time he got out. When he wantedsomething deeply, manily going out side, hestared longliy at the window for a long time. Unperdictable behavior, mixed reactions allconfusing for the humans and much worse for pascal. The humans had been creative to designa rope leash, only to very carful as it wouldn’t ingure pascal. One of the owners , the father of the house. Stepped outand the walk began. Pascal breatedandlooked aroundthe quiet part of arctic city. He walked at his master’s heels. As theypassed, there many people and dogs. Pascal with a new found curiosity always loving the sight of life....
After, they headed back to the porch where the entrance greeted them. They entered into the house, but pascal had tricked the owner and snuck out, he was playing alog and now it was time to seeAngel... he had some thoughts on his mind.
Angel’s bedwas a garbage dumpster, when it was full she slept on it, though she was carful. She had rested to taken a nap. Itwas dirty but she took what she would take to survive. Then she smeeled something and was something aufully fasmilar, she got upquickly and stood up and looked around. She saw a brown dog and immeadlity reconginzed it as Pascal. Curiously and wonderingly she jumped down. “I saw you eairler with that human of your human of yours? What are you doing here?” She asked. He replied ”I was just looking for you.”. Angel started walking but looked backatpascal in the light to invite him over on anthor walk. They walked toether silently, in the bueatiful alskan day light. They began to talk Pascal saying “Man, it’s diffrent in human ouseholds. It’s laid back, as long as I don’t make too much as rucus, not soo bad.....”
Angel listned and nodded and began to talk “While I was looking around I crossed this junk yard in the early morning, I heard some howls, I thought it was from the forest. I have a suspious feeling somehings in there, it’s forbbiden.” Pascal suggseted “GUard dogs....Junk yard dogs....?” He started listed typical suggrestions. Angel continued “No it sounded really insente in there there are more than just dogs, but something else is there. It’s silly, but.....” They continued to walk around talking. The trail contiued till it lead to the junk yard. Angel padded up “THat was a long walk, but here is that place.” She headed up to junk yard, it was dirty but something, had drawn her to it. Mabey it was one placce the snooby humans woudn’t take, or mabey it was it was her mysterious perdiction. Angel as she relaved had been thinking how to get in, soon they walked back, the same way to pascal’s house. Angel want off. “Well, have fun with your humans, it’s lonley, but hey it’s my dog’s life.” That’s the last thing Angel said. Pascal headed off to his humans, and Angel wandered away into the cpmplex dark alley maze. Pascal got a look at his friend and sighed at her bueaty. He headed off....
Night...
It wasn’t as bad Pascal thought, when he got home, able to sneak in using the large dogy dor, he quiety patrolled the house. Sniffing. “No one home.” He rhought, as he deicded to put his body on the floorboards and took a nap. He would wait for his humans.....
He shortly woke up and looked around. He sniffed and quickly decided that nothing had happned he stared at the looking outside. He saw something, the local sled dog team. When he was a stryal Pascal had tried to talk to them but was dissmissed. Pascal remebered he was some kind of huskey, it came his mother’s breeding. The thoughtful dream... he yawned and rolled on his back to relax.It was dark and he was worried “Where were the humans?” it seemed to quiet after a while...
The question was answered they came, back, they had gone somewhere as well, but both had deserted the house. Pascal head was rubbe and patted in affection and he was feed as the humans setteled down. Pascal ate and sat near the humans to relax, he had not thought of anything else, Angel or the wolves and that put his mind at ease. He followed his humans untill bed time, where he found his bed and fell asleep.
It is only the beggning.
Weeks passed, Pascal didn’t forget his friend, but was absorbed in family life, not too exciteding, but that’s where he belonged. LIfe was shallow and simple... but yet easy nd enjoyable..
Meanwhile... after many days of thinking....
Angel did a silly thing. She looked at the fence gate and started climing with het paw, she started rock climbing. The clincking of the fence alreadted some creatures near by. Suspisingly wolves ccame. One spoke. “Dog, what are you doing.” He barked. He was a gruff looking black wolf. She replied “I”m trying to get in.” She yelled. The wolf was shocked but unimpressed. “You don’t want to be here...” he headed off. Angel looked and thought “I’m trying too hard., there is an easier way, as she looked around the large fence box of a juk yard. She searced for an opening and quietly she srtqaed digging i, it took a while but she went undergound and continued to dig, it took a while, she became somewhat tried, and her paws were dirty but she had made it. She had found an entrance. She looked behind. “Woah.” She looked around the huge landscape, something was here and she was going to find out....
I thought about it, and I have hopes, should I go along?
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