Hunting for treats

Wylan was determined to sell his treats at the market. They were wonky looking creations, but even if they didn’t exactly look the best they certainly smelled it! He was trotting through the market, his little polar bear at his side. The creature was walking on his hind legs, his dexterous paws holding a tray of treats as Wylan searched for potential ‘customers’ to offload his wares to. Surely someone would want these treats, and he could trade for something interesting, right?

As they made their way through the market, he heard a voice talking about a scent. He glanced over, his eyes going directly over the pup at first, before he realised he needed to look down. This pup was even smaller than he was! “Hi!” He said, wagging his tail at her. “I’m Wylan, did you wanna buy some honey sweets?”


"Wylan Fatalis"