Traydon River

This river is famously known for its fish!

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Zeox walked down the river, silver paws sinking through the snow as he went. He looked across the river, eyes coming across a tiny egg, with a bunch of cracks in it. He trotted over to it,hoping it was his day to finally find a mythical but to his disappointment, a small white fluff shook and shattered the rest of the egg that was containing him. He laid down, laying head on the ground to her was eye to eye with the duckling. It stared at him with large blue eyes before jumping onto Zeox's back and nuzzling his bill into his fur. Zeox looked back at the duck and tilted his head. "You're not much of a mythical but a very rare animal." He said with a smile. "Well, I'm going to make you into a mythical." He said, with a grin. The brute turned and continued down the river with the duckling. "What's your name huh? Well, you couldn't possibly have one. I'm going to name you Ronnie." He chuckled and as Ronnie hopped onto his head, he sat, looking up at him.

Ronnie sat, perched on Zeox's head, looking out at the world. Such a beautiful place but it was so big! It was scary, beautiful, and exciting. That's what it was. He waddled onto the bridge of Zeox's nose, trying to look him in the eye but instead falling into the river below. He flapped his wings, kicking his legs as he hit the water's surface. He was flapping and kicking until he found that just kicking would keep him afloat. He looked up, terrified his dad had let him fall, only to be furious when he looked to see Zeox with a grin smacked onto his maw. He twitched his bill, watching Zeox with sky blue eyes. "Hello."

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