Golden Glade Greatest adventure

Tapat's tail brushed over the ground. He was clearly back with his usual excitement. His brother asked what was fun. Tapat had to think for a moment but he always liked his mother's stories and well. Perhaps he could tell his brother a story! "I wanna tell you a story!," he spoke excitedly and plopped down. He knew his parents encouraged him to fight but it wasn't even on the boy's mind.

"Once upon a time...,"he started and then had a brief moment that he paused as he needed to think. "There was a wolf... with.... THREE LEGS!," he let out. Somehow the female with three legs made an impression on his subconscious because he seemed to remember it for his story. As he spoke of the wolf with three legs Tapat didn't think of the female, she had been erased from his mind, yet at least somehow something stuck at least. "His name was.... Bark." Tapat seemed to need to think some more. His tail wagged. "AND... And he lived happily ever after!" Tapat looked so proud. He was convinced he told an amazing story.