Iron Wolf 1-1
Chapter I Agony and Secrets
Cael was late; his mother was going to kill him. Okay she wasn't really his mother; she was the woman who used her estate as an orphanage for him and just about every other delinquent who walked through her door. However, Cael had lived in the orphanage for so long (his whole live in fact) that he felt that it was only right to call it home and its owner his parent. Adoption was no longer a viable possibility.
Cael quickened his pace, he was so absorbed in the sound of his worn out sneakers pounding on the concrete of the alleyway he was running through that he didn't notice the man in front of him before it was too late. They collided. Cael stepped back a few paces, rubbing his head. He looked up at the man he ran into.
"Oh! I'm sorry I wasn't paying any attention to where I was going," Cael tried to sidestep the man but he blocked Cael's path in a purposeful manner.
"The collision was my intention, boy," the man had an unpleasant, almost cruel quality abou
Bolt the Superdog episode 1Bolt The Superdog:
Episode 1: The Call
The wheels on Pennys scooter hitting the cracks in the sidewalk and the rhythmic clicking of Bolts claws on the concrete, were the only things that mattered, that and getting home. She had only just left the park and, Pennys dad would get off of work soon and she wanted to be there when he got home. She heaved a deep sigh when she thought of all the late nights that her dad worked. Penny knew her fathers job was important but she wished it didnt take up so much of his time. She had almost reached one edge of the parks vast borders. That was when her cell phone rang.
Penny stopped and sat down on a nearby bench, Bolt hopped up and sat down too. She pulled her phone out and looked at the screen, it was her father. Hello?
Her dads voice sounded out of breath, scared almost. Penny! I dont have much time.
Daddy? Are you okay? something was wrong, that much wa
Dagger-Flute Part 1Karen stepped out of the bright sun, and into the dimly lit music shop. Once her eyes adjusted, she was met with the sight of guitars lining the walls of the first room. Karen glanced through one doorway to see violins, saxophones, violas, cellos, and other orchestral instruments. The store smelled of cork grease and brass polish.
How may I help you young lady? Karen jumped when she heard the elderly mans voice from behind the counter in the back corner of the store.
Oh Im just looking right now sir, was Karens quiet reply.
The old man chuckled, please, call me Frank, and come find me if you need anything.
She smiled, okay.
Karen wandered into a room off to her left. The store really did look like someone decided to transform their home into their place of business. She wandered around the room looking and the various wind instruments, ran a finger along the crack in a clarinet, and made her way to a class case at one si