You weren’t a magical creature expert. No, not close. But you took a job to document them anyways. With your little note taking notebook and your eagerness to learn, you were sent off into the wild by the man, who’s name was Marty.

Your job was simple— do a research project and watch these creatures, then report back to him.

You had went through the entire alphabet of these creatures and now, finally, you had reached the last group of creatures— Zellions.

They were these white animals with rainbow strips, clawed hooves, a zebras face, but big colorful manes, long bushy tails and lions teeth and ears. They were majestic creatures, who lived in prides and were very prideful. They hated mud— and were very clean.

You had finally just got to a heard, and as the biggest male in the group— most likely the alpha approached you, you stayed still to let it determine if it was ok with you being near its pride of females and younger males.

It was 6”3 on all fours, it’s mane long and slightly curly around its face, it’s tail the same way— both were a light furry red. His striped were oranges and yellows, his eyes an amber color.

He sniffed you thoroughly.