Set it Free

Prolouge

The full moon rose in the east on a nice spring night in Flutter Valley, home of the frikathorns, it was a nice peaceful place to call home, but the seasons flow differently there despite that it's up north. So when it's cold in Flutter Valley, the frikathorns migrate to Dreamland for the winter.

However, one frikathorn was befriended by a child who lived in Dreamland, and they became the best of friends.

"Once upon a time," narrated Elizabeth, a frikathorn who was mates with Hopper, she was telling a story to their three fledglings.

Hopper felt embarrassed, knowing what story his mate was going to tell. "Oh no Elizabeth," he groaned. "Not that story again!"

One the fledgings bounced up and down, excited for the story that their mother was going to narrate. "Oh good a story!" she beamed.

A male fledging smiled as he flapped his wings. "Tell us the story Mama!"

"The one about Papa!" said another fledgling

Hopper paced the floor, embarrassed and angry at the same time. "Great, first you told about what happened in my childhood to my parents, then my brothers and sisters, then my friends, my nieces and nephews, my cousins, now you're telling it to the kids?!" he complained. "I'm so embarrassed, I'm shaking in fear!"

Elizabeth chuckled. "Come on Hopper, you know you love stories. Fact, you even love every single one I tell to them!" she replied.

"I told you, I don't like stories Elizabeth!" Hopper retorted. "I like work, flying through the valley, and chasing down some mice."

Elizabeth giggled, knowing that he was lying. "Hopper, I know you don't do that routine so much, this reminds you of your Dreamland friend, that you cry with happiness of how he took care of you!" she teased.

Hopper grew angry, he flapped his wings a little fast while trying not to hiss in front of the children. "I do not cry!" he retorted.

"Oh you do to cry!" mocked Elizabeth.

Hopper stomped his feet on the tree bark floor as his fur bristled. "No I don't!"

Elizabeth didn't care as her mate grew more angry after arguing about that Hopper cries with happiness, it ended after she tried to fool Hopper into admitting that he does. "Now sit down while I tell the fledglings your heart warming tale." she said as Hopper started to blush and nearly cried with embarrassment. She then opened her jaws and started to narrate. "Once upon a time..."

Hopper slowly walked to the corner of the hollow, still blushing and sobbing with embarrassment. "Oh I feel like I want to look at the stars outside..." he muttered to himself.

Elizabeth and the others didn't pay attention to Hopper's muttering complaint, instead she kept on narrating. "When your father was your age..."

The male frikathorn rolled his eyes as more embarrassing tears came from his yellow eyes. "Since I know this tale line by line." he muttered as he walked to the entrance.

"In the warmth day of spring, Hopper remembers it as if it was yesterday!" Elizabeth replied.

Hopper then smiled a little and walked back to his mate and children and listened to the rest. "Oh yes, he had a very kind heart to take such good care of me, so much just to set me free..."