Memories:

Memory 1: Dragonite’s Displeasure

(a green puppy w/ purple swirls upon his body. He is Dragonite. He has recently heard that he was leader of his pack, rapidly growing. He sits upon a hill overlooking his pack.)

Dragonite: *sigh* Oh, why me?

(Ralphie, a pink lion with a golden mane and tail rises to meet Dragonite.)

Ralphie: What is the matter, Dragonite?

Dragonite: I have to be the leader of this pack? I am only a pup. How can I handle this?

Ralphie: This is a big responsibility.

Dragonite: Why can’t some of the other dogs do this? Roselle and Ice Fire are already grown up.

Ralphie: Those two are butterfly wolves.. They grow much quicker.

(a small pause. )

Ralphie: You know, leaders can still have fun. Why don’t you play with Dustin and Bolt. It will cheer you up.

Dragonite:OK! I confess! I am not down because I am leader. I’m in love.I don’t know if she likes me back.

Ralphie: Chances are, she likes you and thinks that you don’t like her back. Well, you got that off your chest

Dragonite: Thanks!

Ralphie: ( leaving the hill) They always say my middle name is Rafiki.

Dragonite: What does that mean?

Ralphie turns around and says: ” Friend” and continues walking down the hill.

Dragonie: oh, Valentine do you love me?

(Valentine, a pink dog with red hearts, walks up the hill. Dragonite does not notice her.)

Dragonite: Maybe i’ll pluck petals off of flowers to see.

Dragonite: Or maybe i’ll find a fortune-teller.

Valentine: Um, Dragonite, are you talking to me?

Dragonite: Oh! (blushing) Valentine, um, i , i…

Valentine: … didn’t see you?

Dragonite: Yeah

Dragonite: Um, Valentine, do you…

Valentine:(cuts him off short) Oh my! Lex and Dustin are having a fight. Hey, i’ll go handle that for you.

Valentine leaves the hill quickly

Dragonite: This is an example of tough love. *sigh*

Wild Horses

All I live to do is run free. To gallop with the wind in my mane, and my tail flicking behind me.

No one can stop me, and suddenly, it seems like all time has stopped.

At first i only hear the graceful beating of hooves, then I see this huge mass

of mustangs. Wild Horses. I suddenly realize that this is my chance, I run to the other

side of the paddock, and gallop headlong towards the fence.

As soon as the time was right, I jumped into mid air, as I landed I knew I was free.

I ran to the herd, and nothing could stop me now. I was finally making my dream come true.

How many nights I have dreamt of this, I don’t even remember, I am so happy.

Suddenly, I hear the crash of the farrier’s cart full of tools, and I know that this is just another dream…