A Cold Winter Night in Lupe Forest…
Thornpaw stomped through the freezing cold snow, shivering as he wrapped his
red scarf tighter around his face. The wind howled and moaned as he pushed forward
against the elements, leaving a trail of paw-prints behind. In the territories
he passed, the Lupes were trying desperately to survive the freezing cold. Stenchpaw
didn't seem to notice the cold (as much as he didn't notice his own horrible
smell.) The Dippaws were huddled together in their cave, snoozing by a large
fire. Hollypaw had thrown on an extra coat, Peacepaw was writing a winter sonnet,
and Warpaw was exercising, dreaming of battles against the Snowager. Things
were as normal as they could be… except for one new Lupe who came in that cold,
Two flame-licked paws skipped on the ground. The snow melted wherever he stepped,
revealing the dead grass and frozen ground. His paws swung at his sides, swatting
at the snowflakes and melting them like butter on a frying pan. He hummed a
hot, Mystery Island tune, barely noticing the freezing weather as he carried
his suitcase into Lupe forest.
"Ah, the snow is lovely," he observed, his tail swishing back and forth, scorching
the branches of the trees nearby. "I've never seen it before." He set down the
suitcase and reached into his pocket, pulling out a set of keys. "Let's see..."
The flaming-hot Lupe took in a deep breath, and exhaled, smoke coming from his
mouth. "Where did that house go off to?"
The snow was so severe that it was hard to see your paw in front of your face.
The Lupe smiled as he finally made out a doorway in the thick snow.
"Ah, there it is!" He walked down the snow-covered path, humming as he unlocked
the door and threw it open. A nice, pine smell filled his nose as he sighed
in remembrance. "Ah, Grandpaw's cabin. I haven't been here in years."
With another deep sigh, he sat down on a dusty old chair. "If he hadn't left
it for me in his will, I probably would have never seen it again." He looked
out the window at the neighbouring den, where Hollypaw was shoveling the walk
and muttering complaints about the weather. "But Grandpaw said he never liked
the neighbours. They were always so nosy and mean, and he never did anything
to them. They always tried to invade his privacy, saying they were bringing
him cookies when they really wanted to get at his million NP fortune." Hotpaw
nodded up to the ceiling. "Grandpaw, wherever you are, I promise I will NOT
let them into your house! EVER!"
The Next Morning...
Al the Chia, a Lupologist (pet who studies Lupes), shimmied up a tree nearby
old Grandpaw's cabin. His glasses were slipping off his face and his long blue
scarf kept trying to blow away with the wind, and he had to constantly push
them back up before he could continue. Fluffy, his Cobrall, had attached himself
to Al's leg, and was calmly carrying spying gear in his mouth for Al's use later.
Al finally made it to a stable branch, and with a sigh, collapsed onto it.
"Whew!" Fluffy hopped off his leg and spread out the spy gear: Binoculars,
camouflage potion, and a lovely lunch with enough tea for two. Al put the binoculars
to his face and gazed into the house. "Hm... it appears that the old Grandpaw
place has finally been inhabited once more. That's a surprise. It was supposed
to be haunted, or had some kind of treasure in it or something. I can't quite
see who or what it is in there, but it seems like they have a warm fire going."
Suddenly, there was some rustling on the ground nearby. Al whirled around,
nearly falling off the tree, to see what was going on. "AH! It's the Lupe Forest
Peacepaw, Stenchpaw, and Thornpaw, along with a few other Lupes, stepped up
to the door. Stenchpaw was carrying a huge fruit basket, Peacepaw several coupons,
and Thornpaw a delicious looking jar of jelly.
Thornpaw knocked on the door, sighing. "How many Lupes move into this forest
Stenchpaw struggled to balance the fruit, nearly dropping a banana. "I do not
know; I just moved here."
The door flew open to reveal a fire Lupe, clad in a pair of sunglasses and
holding a cup of coffee.
"Hello!" Thornpaw nodded politely, and cleared his throat as he began to read
off a card. "We're from the neighbourhood welcoming committee, and we'd like
The door slammed shut into Thornpaw's face. Stenchpaw slipped on the icy ground
and fell over, scattering the fruit into the snow. "AHH!" he yelped.
Thornpaw frowned. "Well, that wasn't very nice..."
"Maybe he just wants to be, like, left alone. After all, he just, like, moved
here." Peacepaw suggested.
Thornpaw snorted, "How rude and inconsiderate when we brought him all this
good food! It makes me feel like marching into that house and... and..."
Suddenly, Thornpaw's nose began to tingle. "Ahh... AHHH... AHHCHOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!"
The entire gathering of Lupes flew into the air, yelping. Al was blown out
of the tree along with Fluffy, screeching as they got a free flight to the ground.
They landed with a thud into a bush. Al recuperated and popped out with a grin,
furiously scribbling into his notebook. "Hmm... antisocial Lupe. Thornpaw is
hostile. This is great stuff!!"
Thornpaw blinked. "Wha?" He rubbed his nose, trying to shake his sneeze off.
"Hmmm…" Tightening his scarf to make sure that he would not sneeze again, he
knocked on the door once more. It flew open.
"You again?" the Lupe sighed. "What do you want?"
Thornpaw thrust the jar into his hands. "Here!! Have some jelly!! I spent an
hour or so making it! Just like everyone else spent time on the fruit basket!!"
The Lupe gave the jelly back, glaring at Thornpaw. "Thanks anyway. Bye!" He
slammed the door again, leaving Thornpaw to fume on the steps.
"FOR THE LOVE OF FYORA!! Could you at least tell me who you are?!?!"
"HOTPAW!" a voice yelled from within the cabin.
Thornpaw turned around and headed back home, sneezing all the way...
At the Acara Burger…
"AHHHH CHOOOOO! AAAAAACHOOOOOO!!! YAAAAAAAAPHOOOOO!!! ACCCCHOOOO! ACHOOOOOOOO!!!
YAAAAAAA HAA HAA HAAAAAAACHOOOOOOOOOO!!!"
The entire building shook as Thornpaw sneezed furiously, trying to eat his
Double Deluxe Acara Burger without blowing it out of his hands. Al sat at the
other side of the table, wearing a seat belt to hold himself down. Fluffy, however,
was less fortunate, and was bouncing around the room like some kind of weird
"What... ACHOOOOOOOOO... is it... YACHOOO... Al? YAAAAAPCHOOOO!"
"Is something bothering you ?"
"What? Of course not, Al. ACHOOO!!! Sniff... sniff."
"Is it the new Lupe? Hotpaw?"
"Why would I be... ACHHOOOOO... sneezing about a new Lupe?"
"Well, you did seem pretty mad."
"MAD?!?!?" Thornpaw sneezed so hard the table tipped over onto its side. The
burger flew from his paws and landed neatly onto Whatever the Acara's head.
Whatever sighed, picking the dripping burger off his face and throwing it in
the trash nearby. "That jerk slammed the door on me twice!! He didn't even thank
me for the food!! I swear, there's something funny about someone who doesn't
appreciate Asparagus Jelly. He's just as mean as his old Grandpaw! I heard that
the old bat never let anyone into his house, just because he was so selfish
Al sighed, wiping off his fogged-up glasses. "Listen here, Thornpaw, I'll go
over to his house and see what I can find out. When I come back, I'll tell you
everything I heard. Got it?"
"Sure thing... AAAAAACHOOOOOOO... Al, thank you."
Al scuttled onto the roof of the ancient cabin, Fluffy following behind. He
finally made it to the top of the roof, where he sat down, gasping. Fluffy slithered
next to him, hissing. Al carefully tied a camera onto Fluffy's head. "All right
Fluffy, remember the plan. I'll lower you down the chimney on a rope. You hide
somewhere safe and find out what Hotpaw is doing. When you get enough info,
tug on the rope three times and I'll pull you up." Fluffy hissed in response,
nodding his head and shaking ice off his hood. "Good." Al tied a harness around
his Cobrall, and watched as he leapt down the chimney. Fluffy slid down along
the sooty walls, bumping around like a pinball, and crashed into the fireplace
with a screech, sending a cloud of dust flying into Al's face. "Piffle," Al
spluttered, jumping back and rubbing his glasses off furiously. Then, he sat
down on the roof. And waited. And waited some more. It was silent down in the
old cabin, except for the sound of the howling wind. Suddenly, Al heard a yell,
followed by a screech.
WOOOSH!! A burst of flame shot up from the chimney. "YEAAAH!!" Al fell
backwards, nearly dropping the rope supporting Fluffy. There was a brief silence
as Al struggled back onto his feet. Suddenly, there was a tug on the rope. Al
smiled. "Fluffy's got it!!" He began pulling up the rope, humming happily. "Great
job Fluffy! I was really worried, with that blast of fire and all, but I knew
you could... pull... through…" Al stopped pulling abruptly. Hotpaw was at the
bottom of the rope, holding a flame-broiled Cobrall with a melted camera on
its head. He also had a very angry expression on his flame-decorated face. Al
twitched as he climbed onto the roof, snarling.
"So, Thornpaw sent you here to spy on me, eh?"
Hotpaw's eyes were practically glowing with rage. "Well, I have a little message
for my good neighbours then."
"No... let me explain… AIIIEEEEEEEEEEE!!!"
Ding dong! Thornpaw threw open his door. "Yes?"
Al stood at his stoop, charred and burned. He smiled, dazed and confused, his
usually spotless coat covered with ash and burned to a crisp.
"Hello, I represent the Chia Scouts of Furgleton. Would you like to buy a box
of cookies?" With that said, Al fell over... right onto a charred Fluffy. Thornpaw
had had enough.
"Hotpaw!! I know your in there!" Thornpaw banged on the door. "Come on out
here!! Hurry up!!"
The door flew open to reveal a very upset Hotpaw. "What are you banging on
my door for?"
"I've come to settle this once and for all! You're supposed to be good to your
"You were never a good neighbour to my Grandpaw!" Hotpaw snapped back. "Why
should I be nice to you? Oh, and by the way… I HATE ASPARAGUS JELLY!!"
Thornpaw whipped out a paw, growling. "THAT'S IT! Prepare to battle!"
And with that, a huge thumb war began. Sweat poured down Thornpaw's face as
he twiddled his thumb, carefully avoiding the burning hot thumb on Hotpaw's
hot paw. Hotpaw grinned. "Things sure are HEATING UP, aren't they?" Suddenly,
his paw became searing hot.
Thornpaw yelped like he had just touched a hot stove. "YEEOOW!"
Hotpaw seized his chance, slamming Thornpaw's singed thumb onto his paw.
"HAHA!! I've got you now! One... two..." Suddenly, a bead of sweat fell into
Thornpaw's nose. "...three, four..." Thornpaw's nose began to wriggle as his
eyes widened. "...five, six..." He sniffled furiously, but to no avail. "...seven,
There was an ear-shattering explosion. Birds flew from the trees. Every Lupe
in Lupe forest paused at the sound, then were blown over by a shockwave of icy
wind. There was an earthquake in Tyrannia. A volcano erupted near Mystery Island.
The Maraquan Whirlpool began whirling in the other direction. The Space Station
began to spin around like it was an out of control top. The whole universe was
turned upside down and back again as Thornpaw recovered from his latest sneeze.
He blew his nose on his tail, gasping.
"Sorry about that," he said, sniffling.
"No problem, no problem at all," Hotpaw replied. His flames had been snuffed
out by the sneeze, and he looked and sounded very pathetic without them. "Thornpaw,
I'm sorry. I turned into my grandpaw for a second there. Could you ever forgive
"Sure, I understand."
Hotpaw suddenly began to shiver. "Say, is it cold out here or is it me?"
Thornpaw shook his head. "Come on, maybe we can find a match somewhere."
They walked into the cabin like two old friends, chatting pleasantly as the
snow began to fall, decorating the already beautiful Lupe Forest with cascades
And so, a new Lupe joined the Lupe Forest family, and learned to love his
neighbours. Hotpaw got his flames back with the help of several matches, and
has been Thornpaw's best buddy since. Thornpaw is seriously considering getting
his nose checked. Al and Fluffy are in the Neohospital's burn ward. They're
recovering nicely, but Al has put off studying fire Lupes for a while....