Who's There?

1550 Words

  I woke up the next morning feeling completely recharged, which doesn't always happen. It was like the dream about my mom with Mother Selene had given me a much needed energy boost. After breakfast, I let Dion out for another run, and this time we found a nearby field to run and frolic in. We bounded over fallen logs, rolled around on our back for a little bit, and basically acted like an overgrown dog.    'Dog?' Dion scoffed. 'Who're you calling a dog?!'   'You, you big overgrown mutt,' I replied teasingly.   'Whatever.' He dove into a small pond in the middle of the field and bounced up and down, slapping the water with his paws. He even ducked his head underneath the water and swiftly pulled it back up, causing an arc of water to cover our back and tail.    'Never mind, maybe you'r

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