How Lena (Holly dog) got her wings.
EDIT: I was going through the stories and noticed someone named the Holly dog Lana. Which is very similar to mine
that was pure coincidence, but can change mine of needed.
Light flickerd across the river that was full of current, it almost looked as if there were fire flies swimming in the water. The moon was bright and full, and the night air was clean with a little bit of wind. A solid black dog walked along this river grumbling complaints, and rude remarks. How he hated it here. The crickets were loud, the wolves were nonstop, the owls faint "Hoos" were enough to want this dog put pinecones deep into his ears. Vincent was a grumpy dog with little to no enjoyment in his day to day routines.
The woodland creatures knew to stay away from him. All but one. Lena was a beautiful sandy colored dog with fur as soft as her heart, which was always in the right place. She brought joy wherever she went, and Lena always did her best to share her light in the darkest of places. However, Vincent really challenged her skills. For years Lena tried to bring just a small smile to Vincents face. It had always failed, and this made her heart crush so much that she began to fade herself. She spent countless nights wondering what it was that must have hurt this dark stranger. Lena got a few smiles eventually, and even some light laughs from the gloomy dog. Little did anyone know that Vincent was growing very fond of Lena. He would return to his den happy without letting anyone see. Vincent became ashamed of himself for how he let himself grow into this miserable dog. Be finally was begining to feel happy because of this one beautiful dog. He had a hard time showing he was happy though and Lena thought she was still failing.
Lenas once beautiful coat started becoming dim and dull. The woodland creatures noticed this as well. Seeing her fade off made them angry with the dog as dark as tar, and so they began their plot. The woodland creatures followed the black dog home one day. The deer cornered him with their fine pointed antlers, the owls talons grabbed at him, the bobcats bit at him, and the other small woodland creatures went at him as well. Lena had been sleeping when she felt the sudden urge to wake up. Something so strong was pulling her awake, that she was immediately on her feet and running. Lena had no idea where she was going, but her feet and heart carried her along until she arrived on the horrific scene. The woodland creatures had Vincent cornered at the edge of the river that was now raging just like the animals.
Lena cried for them to stop, but they were so focused on their plot that Lenas cries were no louder than the hum of silence. Just before Vincent was pushed over Lena ran into Vincent knocking him out of the way. Vincent, now in shock, realized what had just happened. The river pulled Lena under, it's grasp tightening around her and unwilling to let go. The woodland creatures searched and searched for her, but she was no where to be seen. Vincent blamed himself for the loss of Lena there was no way be would ever be happy again without this light in his world.
The woodland creatures searched for days with no sign of their light. The days grew gloomier and dark. Vincent never stopped his search. Not even for food or sleep. His efforts paid off as he made his way down the rocky edge of the waterfall. He saw a gray dull figure laying on the steep bank. Vincent knew it was Lena but she looked so much different. So dull. He called out and she lifted her head up. Vincents heart leapt for joy. Joy? What a feeling he was not used to. The bank was too step to crawl down, he would get stuck with her. Vincent grabbed onto a holly tree branch and tore it off. He reached down just far enough for Lena to grab onto it with her teeth and pulled her up. Vincent apologized, poured his heart out to her, and let her know the true changes she made in him.
With each word her coat began to get silky again and returned to her normal sandy color. It didn't stop there though. In fact, it didn't stop until her coat was solid white. The branch that Vincent has pulled levitated in the air and split in two. One for each side of her shoulders. The branches turned into wings which signified the beginning of Vincent and Lenas love. The wings also symbolized her rising out of the steep river bank with the help of a once gloomy dog. Vincent couldn't be happier. They spent a lifetime full of happiness and love. Even though a 100 years had passed, their spirits still envelope that forest and bring joy, peace, and happiness to all of the forests inhabitants.
I hope this wasn't too long for you! I enjoyed this a lot! Thank you for doing this wonderful nest giveaway and thank you so much for the oppurtunity of winning the UR Holly! You are so kind!