Layla's parents used to yell, and they would yell loud. They would yell to the point of scaring her, which would make her flee the house and sit at the corner of a stream. She would toss rocks into the stream, watching the water change shape and wish she could do the same back at home.

Her wishes were misconstrued however, as she was soon confronted by an enormous canine. Layla was not a below average human by any means, but this dog stood as tall as Layla did - it's fangs as long as a finger, it's ears larger than Layla's hand. It growled and showed it's teeth - Layla reached for the first thing that she could find - a stick to fend it off. The beast lunged, Layla closed her eyes, threw up her arms and prayed that she would not be eaten alive.

It seemed like minutes, but was only seconds, as Layla opened her eyes and the dog was sitting peacefully, panting at her feet. It seemed to copy her every move - looking where she pointed, moving with her, expecting her to do something.

Layla sat and wondered. She was certain her time had come, but if she concentrated enough, it seemed like the animal was at her beck and call.

She got up, and the puppy heeled. She grabbed the stick, and the trio headed on their way.

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