"We need a special plant that looks like...oh shit where's the...oh here it is...." I opened up a sketch in my notebook to show Aamon the plant...well flower. It was a beautiful blue with patterns and designs on the rose-like petals. The flower over all looked like a rose but was looked like it would be in a fantasy story than a human world. We walked a peaceful path that was sandwiched between two snowy feilds, glazed with ice that reflected against the sun. Over all, it was beautiful. No humans, no bullies, nobody to push me around. The mountains were capped with snow as a small semi-frozen river trickled between the two of the bigger mountains. My mask and goggles were still on so it prevented the snow from getting in my face. I chuckled a bit when Aamon shook some of the snow off himself. He can grow and shrink but right now, he looked like a normal wolf. I spotted an area with a few flowers by the trickling river. Aamon took notice in my actions and followed me. The snow soaked my pants and converse as I advanced though the snow. I finally reaches to the spot. Shit. Oh, Hylia why do you hate me? ( don't judge, my religion is based off of Legend of Zelda) Fuck. The flower was the same shade of blue but had a red stem instead of a black one. My eyes narrowed at the flower as made my way back. Well, tried to....Aamon tugged on the hem of my hoodie, as he looked at me with frustration. I turned back around to him as he started digging. I stared at him, completely confused. He nuddged at the spot he dug at. A familiar blue caught my eye. I took out my sketchbook and plucked the flower. BINGO. I gave Aamon a quick smile as I read the spell to go home. I studdered a couple of times, as the unfamiliar words escaped my lips. A big black portal opened as we hopped in.
A/N I know, that was really bad and cheesy....but please, I had writers block and had to write something for you guys. Don't worry, your not turning into a emotional human. I wouldn't do such a horrid thing to you. Well, enjoy the rest!
