With such tender ears the calling was easily taken. A race to have, taking traits for archetype making. Before knowing what was in store, “Yes!” was said because this is something any Hare will adore. At the top the instruction’s were so. The 13 of us down the path we go, cross the finish line and prized will be so. There was a Cat, his best friend at one point was the Rat. One would not imagine that. When the Cat could not make the river though, it was indeed let go. Cats Kin the Tiger crossed the line as Three though, just in front of me. Unaware of the river until it all to see. Before then it was hopping and burrowing with glee. Upon the river bed was a rickety old raft, hanging barely by a thread. Its condition did fill my heart with dread. Still farther ahead the Oxen could be seen now instead. No time to waste I hopped aboard with haste. Onto the river I went, where my life was almost spent. The humbling Dragon puffed his wing a mighty blow, sending the raft over the currents flow. A gratitude one never lets go. On shore I see the Oxen is running a stampede. The tiger could in the bush could only be seen by speed. Close as come to beating a Kin of the Cat I froze when I saw the Rat. Not only had he made the river, we were all beat. At first I view I thought this definitely a cheat. Amazed I had forgotten my feet. I cross as number Four followed by Dragon whom was barely beat. Stuck behind for being kind. As we all began to unwind an Oink from Pig brought us back to mind. During food talk and all festivity the Rat had spoke to me. Ox had to agree, and thus did so kindly. Pacts unknown, still stay this way they say. This though still not a move as bad as the Horse will say. For Snake truly scared Horse that day. Pig came in last, of course all festivities had past, we move on towards the donning of awards. Chance was at play, what was there to say? Thumping foot, with anticipation and excitement. My turn came and went. Yet as the Emperor went to speak, the Empress said “No please, this one I seek.” She spoke loud and clear so every participant would hear. “Hare your moral stopped you when you could have taken top 3, what do you have to say to me?” soft spoken could only say “The Rat found another way, defeat is a feat, what else can I say?” “Nothing more Hare, that will do just fine. Everyone the Hare is now mine. His prize will be, to come live on the Moon with me.” This is how the Jade Rabbit came to be…
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