You come to a door belonging to a large, 'airy' building. Curious, you push it open and close it behind you. You step into a large, bright room, painted with the Spanish spectrum of red, orange, yellow, and with some white to boot. Instead of carpeting, a white and gold tiled floor expands throughout the room. Windows line the topmost of the walls, lighting the room brightly, and at the far end wall stand a couple more doors. Signs were on them, but you're too far away to read them.
So you walk towards them...and hear a crack from below you. You wince, and look down. Under your foot stands a red frisbee, which now displays a lovely little crack that shows someone broke it. You quickly jump off it and pretend, without much grace, that you never noticed it to begin with. As you near the doors a whiff itches at your nose and you blink when you realize what it is: kibbles n bits. And now that you stop and think about it, you can hear faint barking aswell. You were about to say something outloud when something tapped your shoulder. You quickly spin around and blinked.
Standing there was a young, lean boy in his late teens. He's rather tall, standing atleast 5'7, and framing his blue eyes is shocking, long blonde hair. He wears a blue shirt, almost matching his eyes, and black baggy jeans. He smiles at you, amusement playing in his eyes.
"Hey there! Welcome to Embered Illusion's Kennels. Here we breed and show large dogs with strange coloring and long fur, or we try to, anyway. Others come up that are just too much to pass out on."
He laughs softly at this, and you can't help but grin. He seems to be a nice guy that just about ANYONE can get along with.
"Anyways, I'm Calen. You'll be seeing me around here, since I take care of the dogs. If you want your own, the rules are simple: you must be a member of either the Market or the Eastern Isle Marketplace, or you won't be able to purchase any. If you wish to see the original kennel, you go to Kimmer's Kennels."
He grins and walks off, leaving you to decide where to go to next.
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All images on this page are (c) to me.
Dogs are (c) to Kimmers.
