Duck Pond

Kal barreled his way through the gate, tail swishing faster than a dragonfly’s wings.  This place was the best!  Everywhere he went was more new stuff and wolves and coydogs and fun.  The boy waited his turn with a proper impatience of an excited pup.  He turned about in circles at points, sat, scratched at an ear, twisted around again.

Finally it got to be his turn!  Walking up to the pool and peering in at all the ducks Kal tried to figure out the best of em.  They all might look the same but one was better than the rest and he’d figure it out!  After a moment he stretched his neck out far to one that wasn’t quite as close as others.  It was obviously trying to avoid being grabbed because it was better.  

“This one!” Kal held the duck aloft, offering it to the coydog, “Bet that’s the best of em all, right?”


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