The best thing about the pups was the laughter that they brought her. Anu had never laughed so much in her entire life before the four entered her life. Haven could always make her smile, with out trying and just by being himself. It surprised her at first, when he thought of the nighttime story she had told him, but then it only seemed natural for the pup to remember the tale.
An armored knight welding a polished and glimmering sword atop a steed larger then the tallest stag, wild and fierce. Anu had pictured the story, each piece when she had been as young as Haven. The dragon had frightened her, but he was brave and held the vision of the prehistoric beast with no fear. There would be a day when he would need to be brave, and face his own challenges, and he might just become the knight in her story.
Her eyes lit up at the thought of playing the evil dragon. She gave him a wink, before slinking off to find a hiding place. Into the patch she trotted, eyes working to find a place where she could hide. It was easy to imagine herself as a dragon, larger then any other beast, scaled and a bright fire red. She lay behind a gathering of pumpkins, her long spiked tail curled around clawed fingers. Smoke floated from her nostrils, waiting ever so patiently. |