Wolfie the fluffy...turtle.

Wolfie was a turtle, and she was fluffy.

....

No-one in Animal jam could understand how it was possible. Her mother and father were both perfectly normal turtles, mind you, and even they couldn't understand how Wolfie was even fluffy, or had fur for that matter. "Maybe one of us had a wolf descendant? That could be why.." said a flustered Splash, as she was interrogated by Jamaa journalists, eager to hear more about Wolfie.

Sand, Wolfie's father, stood beside his wife. He gave Splash an amused look at her suggestion. "I guess it might be plausible that it has something with genetics. But I truly believe, that it has something...something to do with magic." Sand suggested, liking the way the journalist's eyes glittered with excitement as they ate up his words.

Sand liked the attention that his family was getting. Being a average student in school and in his job, the only amount of attention he got was the nod of approval from his employees and the occasional smile from his parents, so, naturally, he was happy to have some spotlight shed on him, and on his family. "This is a good thing for m-for the family." He had mumbled under his breath, watching Splash

Splash was happy too-

TBA i have to sleep bro