A Mini-Nano Tale

Is our face red! We volunteered to write a chapter in the NaNo saga of a dog named Petey searching for his master. We didn't realize that today was our day! Yikes!

Under the theory better late than never, here it is. For Part 1, please visit Roccos House. You will be led to the next part of the story via a link.

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I look high and then higher still. Standing in the light of the full moon is the outline of an enormous beast, his nose pointing to the heavens, sniffing the wind. My belly drops to the ground, my ears flatten, and I lie very still, barely breathing, uncertain what to do next. The beast takes a step and then stops, sniffing the air again. He shakes his head and I hear a deep rumble come from his throat. 

In seconds that feel like hours, I think about my master. Of the day he found me, a hopeless and starving street dog. How he took me home and lovingly nursed me back to health. He saved my life. I cannot turn tail and run. I cannot give up. No matter the obstacle, I must find my master. A shiver ripples through my body, but I crawl slowly forward. The head of the beast lowers until I can see the bright reflection of moonlight glint from his eyes as they lock on mine. I leap to my feet and keep my legs stiff as the hairs across my shoulders rise. My lip lifts in a snarl worthy of a guard dog three times my size. 

The beast crouches and then launches himself toward me. 

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For the next installment of this NaNo story, please visit Kari Neumeyer.