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"Hawk Eyes" (Two River) After my farewell with Kinnison, I headed off toward the Forest Village, in search of higher grounds. After leaving from Drakemouth village, I headed toward Two River, so then I could then exit to the Green Hill region. It was pretty sad that Kinnison and I had gone are sprete ways, but that new cub I thought, would serve him well. Shiro started to walk toward Two River, engaging in battles along the way. Shiro felt useless now with out his master. Looking on the horizon, he glared to see a small highlighted city. "Could it be Two River?" I thought "I looks far, maybe I should take a break" I laid down and stared at the sky. I started too far asleep. During the night I felt someone or something, grabbing my legs. I tried to kick what ever it was. I looked up to see children. These were not ordinarily children; they were little wingers from the Wingers section of Two River. The little wingers looked at me "Ohhhh!!!! A doggie thingie! Cool!" I looked at them and started to think "Did they come in peace? Or did they come to eat me?" The little wingers tried to pick me up, but I was to heavy for them. One winger left to see if they could get help. I looked at them, still trying to think of what they were doing. A few minutes later there was a hoarded of wingers heading my way. "Oh jeez, that's not a good thing!" I thought. I bolted away from the wingers, trying to keep my distance. I ran toward Lakewest. I got corned on every side. I stood there thinking that this was it, I was a gonner. Instead the picked me up and flew me the winger section of Two River. In Wingers Section of Two River… I was taken to a small house in the Wingers part of Two River. The family of wingers that took me into there home, they had two children, One boy and one girl. The little Winger boy started to pat me a careful as possible. The little Winger girl was a little disgusted that I was here. "Daddy can we keep it, Please! Pretty please, with ice cream and cherries on the top!" asked the little boy. The male Winger looked at his son "You want this thing? But it doesn't have Wings?" I little winger looked at his dad and started to cry "Daddy you don't love me, you only loves Wyna cause she your baby girl, you no love Rowen," said the little Winger. "Rowen?" I thought "What a name! Plus he is so kind and nice to me; I'd love it here! Please God help that old man make a choice" Rowen (the little winger) ran to his bedroom shedding his tears. Wyna on the other hand started to wonder what was so great about me. "I don't see what is great about, this dumb animal, come on dad lets keep it and eat it later" I ran after Rowen. "Daddy no understand Rowen! He only sees the devil name Wyna" I looked at the poor kid's face. He got up and started to pat me. "I know! Please give me a minute mister doggie sir" Rowen ran to a table that had some paper on it. He grabbed a few pieces and started to draw something. He then pulled out a pair of scissors (Which I don't if they were there at the time) and started to cut the drawing out. He then pulled out some tape (dunno if that was there ether) and taped the drawing on my back. "I made you some wingers, now daddy will take you in!" Rowen said happily. I looked at my back to see a pair of white paper wings on my back. I looked at him and thought "How kind of him, he must want me that bad, reminds me Kinnison long time ago" Rowen told me to follow him out to the kitchen so that he could show off my new wings. "Rowen what the hell did you do to that poor dog?" asked Wyna. "I made him so wings, now can he stay daddy?" The father looked at him, and put his head down. "No, we can't take him in, its bad enough that we are short on money, so no" Rowen looked at his father and put his head down "Can't you understand, he'd be the prefect pet! He can help us hunt and help out in anyway possible, come on daddy, Please" The father then looked at me and started to think of his son's words. "Dad, don't you see? If we take this dog in our lives will be a nightmare, He will eat all are food and will kill us" whined Wyna "Besides its ugly" I looked at her and started to think "Ugly? I'm not ugly! You're the one who is ugly" The father looked at Rowen. "Well do you know if he can hunt? I mean he looks more like he was a show dog, well if he can then we can keep him" Rowen looked at his father "I'll prove to you that he can hunt! Just you wait and see!" After dinner Rowen's father, Wyna, Rowen and I went out to an open field. "This is how your gonna prove your self, If you and Rowen can kill six monsters by nightfall, then you become a member of the family, It sounds easy, but believe me, there are not to many monsters round here, so just try your luck" said the father "Wyna you stay here and make sure that they follow the orders" Wyna looked at her father smiled and told him no problem. "Okay it starts now!" said Wyna "hee Good luck, you'll need it" Rowen and I got ready, we started to look around the area, it was near the Kobold side of Two River. I looked ahead to see if there was in fact any game. "Look!" said Rowen pointing to something "It looks like a Papa Holly! Let's go umm…What ever your name is" Well the battle with the Papa Holly went pretty good, we kicked it ass pretty fast. The next battle triggered just a few minutes after the battle with Papa Holly. The next battle was with a killer bee. That too, was an easy battle. The next few were just as easy. We finally made it to the opponent Wyna stopped us. "Look guys don't go up ahead, there is a giant Poison Moth, Please don't head that way" she said carefully "If you do take me with you" We looked at her and told her to come along. Up the path the sky started to change its colours, it went from blue to pink. "Jeez, night fall is coming so soon, do you think we should continue to try and kill this Poison Moth?" asked Rowen I looked at him and started to think "These two should not be here, if they get hurt in anyway I'm in deep shit, on the other hand it may help" As we walked along the path a large creature fly over head…it was that damn moth that Wyna was whining about. Wyna looked at me and then at Rowen. "Let's just kill it and go home, okay?" she said anxiously. The Moth started to fly our way. I looked at Rowen and Wyna who seemed to have weapons, on them. Rowen drew a long lance and Wyna took out a Blacksmiths hammer. We did are best to try and kill it quickly. The little wingers flew high in the air and I attacked low on the ground. I bolted at the Moth. I tried to take it down by clawing at it. Rowen started to stab it with his lance and well…Wyna seemed to have problems trying to swing that stupid hammer. We attacked quickly and forcefully. Are shots and blows we pretty accurate and we never gave up. The Moth had started to attack as well. Meanwhile back at the Wingers part of Two River… "Its getting late, so where are they? They should have been back by now" the father thought "They are probably in trouble, I must get to them quickly before they get hurt" Now back to the battle… The Moth had taken many hits at us, but as smart as we were we countered every move. Then my Counter Rune started to glow. I didn't understand what was going on. The Moth tried to hit me again but all of a sudden, I started countering much faster then before. I kept clawing and biting it until finally, he hit me down. "No!!!!" cried Rowen "No…." A few moments later another hoard of Wingers can, only this time they can to help kill the damn Moth. After he was finally killed I laid helpless on the ground hoping that God would soon take me into his goodness. The Wingers immediately picked me up and took me back to Rowen's house. I lay in the house with a huge wound, which looked like it had destroyed my body. I looked so beaten up. Rowen looked at me and wondered if I was gonna be ok. Rowen's mother started to wrap me up in bandages. I laid on the floor and all I could do was look at Rowen's sad face. He started to pat me slowly. I looked at him and licked his hand. Rowen started to smile a little. "Rowen, give the dog some time to rest, he is gonna need a lot of it" said Wyna "look Rowen I'm really sorry that this happened, but this dog is pretty brave, so if you still want him, tell dad that I want him to, ok?" Rowen looked at his sister "You mean you want him, Wyna? I thought you hated him?" She looked at him "Rowen you found your self a great companion, enjoy having him as your dog, as for me, I want cat" I looked at them one last time and drifted off to sleep.
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