Can You Really Smell It?

A small wolf showed an extremely stern face, its large eyes resting on the orange portal. Next to it was its laughing master. 

"You seem so solemn. Ever thought of doing modeling?" Jack teased. 

"Woo?" (Modeling?) 

"Actually, we'll have to do that 100%. I'm sure merch with your face on it would sell well." Jack said. 

"Woo? Woo?!" (Face? Shirts? What?!) 

"Oh, just an idea for a side hustle to make more money. Don't worry about it." Jack reassured. 

"Woo!" (That's great!) 

Moon Moon was a smart wolf. It knew by now that money was good, great even. Money was food, and money was potions. Potions were almost as great as food for a few reasons: 

1. Potions taste sweet

2. Potions help beat up enemies 

3. Potions are a beautiful red color 

"Alright, let's go. It will be challenging, but I believe we can do this." Jack encouraged as they stepped inside. 

[Entered Dimensional Dungeon Fox Grove!]