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Yello, Sally,



Things going great here at the lakeside, and don't worry about that "dangerous beast" discovery tomfoolery they call about our son, because I ain't dead yet! And neither is the kid! The boy is doing fine, he's still getting used to his new body since you know, "the triple incident", and he's actually getting pretty darn good at fishin, if you dont mind those bites or claw marks of course (some byproduct of them pesky mutations).



I know you'll miss his old borin self, and i do too, but he's a changed (man?), and a better one at that! He's got a permanent wolf mask now, some mermaid shark tail thing and those hickory victory wings - too cool to disturb me when he's busy knocking down decor around the house (will fix em later). He's a bit thirsty too, finishing up two jugs of water a day! Although some things still stay the same - that smirky smile he wears on everyday, his continuous nightmares of them other beasts attacking him and that ambition sparking in his eyes at every morning.



It took me a long time to get used to things here and as much as i dont want more trouble in the family, i really want only great things to come to our son from now on. I even signed him up for training with the avian fellas (don't ask about it, and forget we ever had a dog), so he can at least be ready for that All-star Tournament prelims. He wont be a beast no more, but a superhero!



I hope you're doin okay at your new job in the city, ain't it pretty crowded? I know doing something like this isn't really legal, so could you do us a favour and burn this note after you're done reading? Hope to see you soon.



Alfred

