The Lore of ZooKazoo -- Day 3

Wow, 147 of you posted story ideas and opinions yesterday. Here's the list of authors of the best posts: Sara (there, you got to see your name:-)), cupcake, Rebekkah196, vasia, bubblegumball (wrote an entire poem!), Kelly, buttercup, horselover1999, horselover2, Batman, Kassie, Lilian, Cleo, shodow06, Jaylin, and several more who wrote great paragraphs but forgot to put in their zelf's names.

For those of you just catching up with ZooKazoo Lore, here is a recap: Day 1 -- The scene is set in a mysterious jungle. Rays of sunshine sparkled off a bottle that tumbled through a waterfall and glittered like a jewel. When it hit the lake below, it sank but bobbed up to the top. In the bottle was an old piece of parchment.

Day 2 -- A whit hand with suctino cups on its fingers reached for the bottle when it floated near to shore. The hand was that of Princess Kazooba. She opened the bottle and found that the old parchment was a map. At the bottom of the map were three warnings: never go into lion pass without a weapon, always check behind you, and NEVER cross the old rugged bridge.

And now, The Lore of ZooKazoo -- Day 3

Princess Kazooba sat on the bank of the lake an studied the map. She carefully memorized the three warnings. Even now, she looked over her shoulder to watch behind her. She cupped her hand and dipped it into the lake to take a drink. As she raised her hand to her mouth, a drop of water fell on the map. The spot where the water soaked in began to glow.

Yes, a secret message appeared: "Find the armor within yourself, before you fight to defeat the Elf." What elf? Is this what the map was about -- the way to find the elf? As she thought aobut all of these questions, there was a quiet rustle in the leaves behind her -- so soft, she almost missed it.

She sprang to her feet, spun around, and at the same time pulled her dagger from her pack. And then -- she began to laugh. The tiniest tiger she could ever imagine seeing, looked up at her with its huge eyes. Slowly, the tiny tiger came near to her until he could rub his chin on her shoe. Kazooba laughed again and reached down to pick the little guy up and scratch his ears.

But as she touched him, the tiger changed! It flashed and grew into a huge jungle cat, the king of all predators. In a deep voice, he boomed her name, "Kazooba. I've waited a long time to meet you!"

Kazooba's hand flew to her mouth as she gasped. How had this creature known her name?

The tiger spoke again, "You may call me Growler. Don't worry, I am here to help you. You have a destiny to fulfill and a terrible challenge before you."

For tomorrow: what was the terrible challenge? Why could Growler talk? And what's up with the evil elf, anyway?