It was a dark and gloomy day at the lookout and none of the pups knew that it was Zuma's birthday, but there would be a dark gift for Zuma.
Zuma: This will be a good day.
Chase: Hey Zuma what's up?
Zuma: Hey Chase, nothing much.
Chase: So what's up with the weather?
Rocky: Hey Chase we're going to play the tickle game, do you want to play?
????:I saw your friend ditch you and I heard it's your birthday today am I right?
Zuma: Who are you?
John: I'm John.
Zuma: I'm Zuma.
John: by the way, I have a gift for you.
Zuma: Thanks!(He said opening the gift.)
Zuma: It's a feather.
John: Not just any old feather, that's a special tickle feather of dark laughter it's gone be tricky to controll.(Just as he said that the feather began to tickle Zuma's belly.)
John: Alright by the laughter of this pup I command giggles and tickles to stop!he said as spider shaped markin appeared on his arm and the feather stopped it's tickly onslot Zuma's belly.
Zuma: Few, what that on your arm?
John: Oh this, it's just my dark sign.
John: By the way how would you like to become a dark signer?
Zuma: Well what spots are open?
John: The condor sign is only one open right now.
Zuma: I acpect. he said looking at his friends having fun.
John: Then take this card.
to be continuied