"Huh? Dag, what do you mean?" I questioned the snow leopard who reclined himself on the seat.
"Come work for me, cook, clean, and help out... I can even teach you how to master your powers..." He offered.
"Will I be a bow to see Fiona, Akela, and the others?" I inquired further.
"Well since I shall be spending quite a lot of time there... Yes, yes you will... BUT that's after you finish your work, will you accept?" Dagur said pulling a book from the table.
"Yes," I replied.
"Good... You start tomorrow." He said with a grin.
"Ha! I guess it can't be helped, Dag, us Sinclaire's just love having you as a dad!" Ethan laughed beside me.
"So... Who's going to tell Theo?"
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"No!" My elder sister thundered, she had returned home later that day and was no trying to get me to quit my new job... Whilst my boss read beauty and the beast while reclining upon the couch in behind us.
"Well, I am doing it anyway." I started firmly packing my things into a small case.
"Grace... Dear-" Mom chimed in, "You are a bit young for this are you sure you want to do this?"
I smiled at her gently, "Don't worry... I'll be fine..."
"I'm worried..." Mom sighed pulling me into a neck-breaking hug.
"Hehe... Mom, I love you, and you know me... I'll be fine."
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Thus it happened, I with the reluctant help and support of my family readied myself for the new job... Theo of course never truly came around to the idea and tried to dissuade me from it but to no avail... I knew she cared but... I just couldn't bear the thought of being a burden to anyone anymore...
Finally, morning time did come and Dagur and I left for the prison, I had made breakfast before we left and we were ready for whatever the day held for us both...
What we were not expecting was a chubby wolf deviant trying to get past the black panther guards watching over the prison door.
"Let me in! Let me in!"
"We were given orders to not permit anyone to enter until Lord warden arrived!"
"Stop it you!"
"Hold him back!"
Dagur stepped forward and walked towards the guards a firm, cold, and frightening look upon his face:
"Mr. Regison... What on earth are you doing here? You are aware that you are infringing on MY territory whilst we have some questionable prisoners... Right?"
"I need to see them! I need to see my siblings!"
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The deviant Canvas
FanfictionNo painting nor writing can exist without a mind. Twelve-year-old Grace Sinclaire was finishing up school with her sister Amber one day, when suddenly two fighting deviants crash through the window and change her and her sister's lives forever. (Thi...