"Josh, Josh! Wake up!" These words where bouncing against the walls of the underground residence, hearable for all that were in there. Or at least, all those who`d understand the wonderful tongue of the Poro. Poroïsch is an ancient language, only spoken by the Poros and the ancient Iceborns. But, for the sake of this story, we`ll translate all the words, since all that we, normal inhabitants of Valoran, would hear is "Poro, Poro! Poro!". But, for Poros, every "Poro!" meant something different. Anyway, Josh opened his eyes, and looking up to a big, pink tongue, that was licking him awake. "Wake up! We need to start preparing our Snowdown soon. If we don`t start in time, we can never pull it off…"
"You`re right," Josh said to James. "Let`s start then. But first, I`ll need some breakfast. Do we have enough biscuits left, after yesterday?"
James looked away, slightly ashamed. "Yes, we have some of them in the fridge." He laughed at his own joke. Josh sighed and walked to the pile of snow inside their hole. Digging into it while following his sixth sense (The one Poros use to find food) he found two biscuits. Seeing a Poro eat their biscuits is always a wonderful sight. He threw them into the air with his tongue, and catched the first biscuit when it was coming down, crunching it inside his mouth. The second one followed smoothly. After this he walked outside and was met by a refreshing blizzard, as was usual at this time of the year. Using the blizzard and his tongue he cleaned himself, and Josh was ready to start his day.
"Okay James, now read us what we need to get for the perfect Snowdown."
James walked to the wall, and looked up to the old poster that hung on a small, wooden nail.
"Let`s see… "Twelve Things A Poro Needs for Snowdown. Point One: Other Poros, a Snowdown party is no fun when you`re not with many. Thou shall gather as much Poros as you can before you start planning the rest. And make sure that you leave no one behind. Thus is the first creed of a Poro`s Snowdown." So we need to gather our friends and neighbours, it seems. I`ll ask Verita!" James shouted before sprinting outside.
"James, wait!" Josh shouted after him, but it was to late. "Well, guess I`ll do the second point myself, then." He moved to the list on the wall and read the second point.
"Well, that`s an easy one… Snow isn`t really the hardest thing to get here in the mountains… The third one isn`t really that hard as well. Let`s see the fourth one. "A picture, statue or painting of the Savior of Poros and The Heart of the Freljord, Braum.""
Josh closed his sparkling eyes, and thought about a way how they would do that. Poros weren`t really skilled at making statues, paintings or pictures, simply due to the way that their body looked.
James rushed back into their shelter. "Verita is in, Loras, Dan and Eddy as well. They will join us in about…" James waited a few seconds, and the other Poros that lived nearby them came jumping in, being overexcited as usual. "Minus four seconds." James finished his sentence.
"Hey Josh," Dan said. Dan was the oldest one of their group, but since he`d only seen seventynine winters he was still not an adult. But maybe this is a good moment to tell you more about the wonderful species of Poros.
Poros are all family, and they are descendants from the First Poro King himself, a majestic, huge, fluffy Poro that was allied with the first of the Iceborn.
Poros are immortal, as long as people love them. This is probably why they had such an adorable look. The white hair blended perfectly with their snowy world. Together with the horns, small bright eyes and of course the huge tongue, they were pretty much irresistible for every single being. A fact that all Poros were aware of, and which they would use whenever they felt like doing so, or when they needed food. This, however, makes sure that the Poros are always loved, and always adorable.
Snowdown is the thing that a Poro looks forward to for an entire year. When Snowdown finally comes, the Poros gather in their own communities, and celebrate. Most of the times, this event wouldn`t be to big, except for the Porors that lived with the humans. Since Josh and James did not, their Snowdown was just a cozy, small party, just some cuddling with their friends.
This time however, James and Josh, and their friends, planned on making their Snowdown better than ever. However, even they did not foresee how good this particular Snowdown would be...
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"And that, my boys, is enough for this night. We will continue the story tomorrow. And Josh and James will start looking for the fourth point on their list."
"But dad, we want to hear more!" The older boy said, but the father shook his head.
"No, this is all for today. Goodnight boys."
"Goodnight, dad." The two boys answered him. Their father extinguished the candle and left the room, a huge smile on his face.
As I said, the next chapter is up rather soon. All of my chapters for this story will probably be around this size.