I haven't been able to get done with the whole story yet since I've been putting it off, but I'm going to do it today for sure.
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You can call the Father the, "Protector" of the family. Next was Mother who gathered the good. The father would stick by her anywhere she went because her nose tracked all sorts of food and her nose never lied.
Last, but not least, came the littlest family member, the Cub. He was a playful sort who always wanted to go on an adventure. Much to the dislike of Fathers opinion on, "adventures," Cub wanted so much to see what else was beyond these horizon-filled trees he's only known ever since he could open his eyes. Ever since he could remember, too, his father kept telling him to never seperate from his family. The Cub didn't know why his father kept telling him this and he didn't dare ask. So, he kept those words in his heart and in his brain until he would need them.
Anyways, this family had come upon this cabin, not accidentally, but were following a sweet scent that Mother had smelled on the side of a road just a week ago. The smell was so appealing; nothing in Mother's whole life could compare it to anything that she had smelled or eaten before. This was a one of a kind food that just had to be tasted.
Hastily, with Father leading, they walked around the cabin to the only entrance. By the looks of it, no one has been here for quite awhile, is Mother's nose working today? Suddenly, Father nudges the door open with the top of his nose and a loud groan came from the hinges.
A loud noise awakened her from her peaceful sleep. She had dreamt of all sorts of gorgeous things such as rainbows and flying ponies. Angry that the door would open at the best time of her wonderful dream, she stood up (rather quicklly) and turned towards the door.
