Bubble's Story

I was born in the late morning. My eyes were open; they were born open. I was special because unlike my Mother, I had pink and white fur. "Bubbles, you will be a fine fox, when I am gone you will lead our pack.," My Mother told me. Everyday, I was lonely until Rose came along. "Race you to the lounge!," Rose barked. Rose was a red wolf. I chased her, and I won. We became friends. "I am Bubbles!," I said, reminding her. "Aw, what a cool name!," Rose's tounge was lolled, her tail wagging. "Race you back to the classroom!," I yapped, already dashing away. "No fair! You started too fast!," Rose barked. I laughed, and grabbed my bookbag. "Can I go to your den, please?," Rose asked. "Sure!," Together, we padded to my den. My Mother glared at her, then left to hunt. "Hey, Bubbles, do you know what a Spiked collar is?," Rose asked me. I shook my head. ''They must be some type of valuable item.. I'll ask Mother to buy me one!'' I thought. Rose was eating tropical fruit. "Bubbles, send your friend home.. NOW!," Mother screeched.