Independent Ariel

“Don’t you dare move,” the little girl ordered the dogs, her voice stern and commanding. She turned to her mother. The look on the child’s face made her mother flinch. To think that she was scared of the little girl now.

“Mommy, what?”

“What? Aren't you afraid of these dogs? They're dangerous,” Bree said, her voice trembling as she stared at her daughter in disbelief. The child was not only unafraid of dogs but was actually commanding them. How was this possible? And why were the dogs listening to her? They were notoriously disobedient and hard to control.

“What are you doing with them?” Just then, her eyes fell on the child’s hand only to see a long stick. Was she really trying to caution these dogs? Last time she checked, these dogs listened to no one else but Mr Boston and even he always had a hard time putting them in their place.

But her little Ariel glared at the dogs right in their eyes and dared them to make a move. Oh goodness. She was going to faint from a heart attack i