Along the borderline

The patchwork pup stands on the invisible border that separates where he can roam from where he is not allowed to go. He calls out to the weird pup near the water’s edge, curious as to why he gets to be out there alone but Jack isn’t allowed to be. Head tilts as he hears the bird speak, ears perking as the strange kid turns to face him. Calico Jack offers the pup a charming smile as the long-eared boy speaks and he barks out a laugh at being called a bunch of colors. With a shake of his skull, the boy calls out, “Why would I want to sneak up on food? It is brought to me. And, if you think I’m a bunch of colors, you should see my siblings.”

A wide grin is on his lips as the bird speaks and the pup tries to calm the flightily beast down. Smoothly, the pup says, “I’m Calico Jack. Want to see a ship?” Eyes dance with excitement as he invites the stranger over the border. Stepping back, he adds, “Ma says it’s okay. The beach is open to anyone.” Icy blue eyes watch the strange looking wolf, curious to find out why his legs and ears look longer than any wolf he has seen.


"Calico Jack"