Another boring day slowly passes by in the magical kingdom of, Lenora, you wait patiently for your master, Ms. Anastasia to come back from getting herbs from the Courts Herbalist for her oddly colored potions.

Her words “Do not touch a thing while I am gone, Mutt!” ring through your ears, A reminder of how long it’s been since you’ve been with her and out of those cold hard woods, away from the hatefulness and cruelty of the villagers. You are forever grateful for her help but sometimes mischief takes over and gets the better of you, so are you really going to let a few words stop your curiosity? No. Of course not!

You walk around her magic room, glancing at the intricate insignia on her spell book to the large plants that hung from the ceiling, everything in the room placed neatly and clearly made not to be meddled with but you can’t help it and quickly grab one of her spare wands and wave it around carelessly while trying to cast a spell only to be stopped by a firm voice and tight grip.

˚꙳✦ αηαѕтαѕια'ѕ ρσν ✦꙳˚

“You mangy mutt. Haven’t I told you how dangerous magic is for one who does not know, for one who is careless?” I said with clear irritation in my voice as my grip on her strong arm tightens, stopping her from doing much more.

She turned to me and stared at me like I’ve just cursed her family, her ears pinned to her head as she apologies. I’d say she’s more like a puppy then the supposed wild beast everyone claims her to be.