3WT - Arrival

Since you asked for it, the story continues. I was hoping to finish it this time but the story refused to turn in the direction I initially wanted it to...

Pagan kept staring at the creature in disbelief. She was used to picking up stray and abandoned animals and finding them new homes or, if that didn't work, keeping them with her. However, the strangest thing she'd found thus far was a caricature of a dog with dreadlocks which, as she found out later, was a puli, a Hungarian sheep dog, and was supposed to be an acersecomic. But this... how can this be? Dragons don't exist! There must be an alternative explanation.

"Oh well, let's take you home", she sighed and lifted the sack along with its unusual content onto her pickup truck. Her home was just a few minutes' drive away; a small cottage at the edge of a chestnut grove surrounded by y neatly cultivated garden where Pagan uberated her crops. Some fowl scavenged the yard and a goat stood tethered in the middle of a meadow. Two tabby cats and a scruffy three-legged yellow dog lay on the veranda, soaking in the warm sunshine. The house was bright yellow with large windows. The sunny side of the slanted roof was covered in solar cells and the ridge sported a satellite dish.

Pagan pulled up in the driveway and shut the engine. She reached for the sack and harled it over to a shed at the back of the house. All the time the dog hopped around and yelped excitedly at the sack.

"It's alright, Nelson," Pagan tried to calm him down but the dog wouldn't stop.

"Now that's enough. Be a good boy and give me a break. Or have you forgotten about that bear cub you chased until his mother gave you a lesson? I was able to save your life if not your leg then but this could be just as dangerous."

These words seemed to calm Nelson down and he backed away but hasn't left the sack out of his sight. Pagan could finally untie the sack and drop it so she could snilch the mysterious creature properly.