It was a calm and quiet morning among the cluster of igloos known as the Southern Village in the great tundra that was called the Artic Pole.
A cloaked green colored penguin made his way through the paths between the homes of the many penguins. He came to the igloo of the village’s lumberjack named Peck and his lovely wife Kendra. The cloaked penguin knocked on the door and an orange colored female penguin answered the door.
Peck something that I thing will affect us all
“Alright, come inside.” Kendra opened the door and allowed Telmar to come inside. They came into a cozy living room with a small fire light in the center of the floor.
The head of the igloo, Peck was sitting in one of the two chairs made out of snow that resided in the room.
Did you come all the way from the North Village?” He said.
Peck stared at him in disbelief. “You have come to tell us about some silly prophecy. He bursted out into laughter.
“Peck!” Kendra shouted. “Please continue Telmar.”
“Peck! Stop that!” Kendra yelled. “Continue Telmar.”
“Peck!” She hit him on the back of his head. “I’m very sorry Telmar, please continue.”
Peck bellowed and he started laughing
Peck started laughing wildly.
Peck went into a wild fit of laughter
“Ok, but please don’t interrupt me again or I’ll take my information else where.” The green penguin threatened.
“Yes, but what does that have to do with our son.” Kendra asked.
“Hello, Kendra. I have come here to tell you and your husband about something that might have to do with your son. If that’s ok with you.” Telmar said.
“Telmar, what brings you to our igloo on this fine day?” Peck and Telmar shook hands.
Telmar smiled and removed the hood of his cloak and his green face could be seen.“
Kendra yelled, mad at his rudeness. She looked at Peck with a serious face and then looked back at Telmar.
Kendra said in a questionable tone.