this is my swamp

This place is so cool! As the fog rolls over the bog, Calico Jack takes it all in with wide, wonder-filled eyes. The branches scratch together and one of his ears flicks back, taking in the sound but seeming to be fazed by it. Questioning Rexx as to what is in there, the crystal and tusked boy replies and icy blue eyes slide over to his friend, tail slowly wagging as eyes dance with eagerness. Together they step forward, the smaller pup allowing the older one to take a slight lead… just in case.

Good thing Jack hangs back, allowing his gaze to roam over the bubbling, gurgling, dark water, carefully picking up his once pristine white paws as he wades forward with Rexx. Not far into this new place, the tusked boy takes a tumble, falling face first into the muck! Cal stops, features pulling into a mask of utter horror as dirt, leaves and other, unidentifiable debris fly up to get stuck in both of the calico pups fur. A frog croaks loudly from close by, its deep call sounding like a mocking laugh to Jack.

However, as he looks to Rexx, worry painting his face, the tusked pup quickly recovers and, sopping wet, spits out a leaf. Jack’s tension melts into barely contained amusement, chest hitching as he fights to keep the outburst inside his chest. Rexx speaks up, warning him and the pup melts into a fit of laughter as he nods his understanding. Fighting to regain control, Cal says, “You look the part of an adventurer! Maybe get you a hat made of leaves and you could be the king of this place!”

Icy blue eyes dance with mirth as he looks to Rexx, picturing him sitting on a throne of gnarled roots, covered in muck and wearing a leaf crown while happily smiling. An idea springs into his mind and Jack suddenly casts his eyes around, searching for something among the murky water and hanging branches. Spotting the perfect object, the pup trots forward, pulling a stick from the thick mud that makes up the bottom of the marsh.

Returning to Rexx, Jack offers him the stick, proudly saying, “Rexx, I hereby name you, King of this-here-place.” With that, he bends his knees and gives a bow to the King, low enough to look impressive without actually submerging himself in the murky water. Straightening up, Jack beams a smile at his friend while the trees around clack their branches together as if clapping for their new King. With that, Jack moves onward with Rexx.


"Calico Jack"