The Dragon Soul and Trouble Fox

Ike would always be her little dusk dragon sister. Youngest of the litter, clumsy, but a wolf with her heart in the right place. A wolf Kit loved immensely, and with all of her heart. The story that had come to life around the stone had been borne of that love for her sister. She wanted nothing more than Ike to have the perfect fairy tale.

Throwing her snowball was an attempt to lighten the mood, but it was the clumsy aftermath that really did it. Spitting dirty snow from her mouth, the girl shook her head and started to crawl back to her paws. She stopped, looking across at the paw that appeared in her field of vision. It was shaking with the mirth of its owner, and she continued to move her head until she found Ike’s laughing face. She grinned back at her sister, and grabbed the paw. Using it to help pull herself to her paws.


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