Thread:Abbykurle/@comment-30921738-20190109004227/@comment-31148069-20190113202714

Fallon had shrunk a bit when Felicity walked in. All his worries about these animals came back, and he shuffled closer to his sister. She was only older than him by a few minutes but that was enough to make her his “protector”. Lola glanced at the weapons and bags. She and Fallon already had a dagger and satchel with other things, but it couldn’t hurt to be more prepared. Lola found a sharp sword and examined the blade. She smiled as Fallon looked in awe at the bow and arrows beside it. He swung the bag of arrows over his shoulder and felt a bit safer with a weapon by his side.

They took the second bag and latched it with their satchels. Satisfied, Lola looked at the animals around her.

“I wonder what’s on the island,” she whispered to her brother.

“I don’t know, but the phantoms want it, so it can’t be good-“

“We can’t assume that.” Lola whispered, “They are trying to polute the island so maybe it is good and they don’t want it to be.” Lola had a good point. Fallon started imagining what it could be.

Lola squeezed her brother’s paw trying to reassure him. It worked a little. Fallon was chosen for this, he was lucky to have even been nominated! Fallon put on a brave face and turned to the rest of the animals.