Kaltag lied asleep in the snow, it was morning and the sun was rising. A lot of dogs were still asleep in the snow. The day seemed peaceful and content, seemed like a day that would start and end just like any other day.
A couple minutes later the mail dogs came with the mail and everyone got there letters, packages, and magazines.
"Yay, my naughty magazines!" Shouted the mayor. Then everyone turned and looked at him.
"Umm…I mean my magazines… that err… tell how to punish naughty children! He said quickly (But wasn't very convincing.) Then he ran off. Then everyone else had there mail delivered, including Kaltag?
Kaltag looked at his letter front to back.
TO: Kaltag
From: The mail person wasn't pretty enough to our identity.
Kaltag opened the envelope and read the letter.
Dear
Kaltag
Where are the Imha Tribe (Pronounced like "I'm hot"
but really fast.) we send you this letter to confirm you that you
don't belong in what ever city/town you live in now. You are
actually a descendent of our tribe. The Imha Tribe lived thousand of
years ago. They were the most beautiful canines to ever walk the
earth. They started living with humans helping them do there chores
or protect them. But the owners of the dogs weren't always as
pretty as the dog. And this is something the Imha Tribe had to suffer
for many years. When the tribe asked to leave, the humans only
scolded at the poor creatures and made them work harder. Eventually
they tribe ran away from the abuse and was scattered across the
earth. We give you this letter to confirm you of your heritage.
Hopefully this will help you find where you belong and free from
those ugly humans.
Kaltag looked inside the envelope again and found another piece of paper with pictures of dogs on it. He looked at it and discovered it was his family tree. He saw his great, great, great grand father. His name was Kamu and he had golden fur. He also saw his Great, great grand mother who also had golden fur. And so did his grandfather and his great, great, great grandmother. In fact they ALL had golden fur. The only thing that was different was that they all had different markings.
Kaltag looked at the paper and frowned.
"This is a joke right?" Kaltag said to himself. He then buried the letter and went back to sleep.