Firecraker-J

A large black Wolf was asleep, curled up underneath silk covers as he nuzzled his silk pillow. He blissfully let out his breath before he felt a soft pressure on his lips, as if someone as kissing him. The Wolf opened his eyes completely and was treated to a beautiful view of a smiling gazelle with blonde hair that falls perfectly over one of her eyes. “Buenos Dias, Wade.” The gazelle with a sultry Hispanic voice called to him. “Morning Gazelle…” Wade said as he rubbed his eyes. “Do you know what today is?” Gazelle asked. Wade contemplated, he thought for a moment. Wade never forget any important date. He knew exactly what today was. “It’s the anniversary of when we met back in St. Zoo!” He answered. “Precisely!” Gazelle cheered. “Wow…How long has it been?” Wade asked. “About 5 años. That’s years.” Gazelle said. “Has it really been 5 years?” Wade asked in amazement. Wade thought back to the very beginning, to their days in St. Zoo High. The day they met when she gave him his