Many ages ago there was a young she-wolf named Aria. Aria was always very sad because she was very ugly. Her coarse, short fur was plain and blank white and her eyes were dark and boring. She was not graceful at all and she always seemed to trip over her great long limbs. However, she had a beautiful voice, and it was said to please even the most disagreeable of listeners.
It happened that one day Aria saw the prince of that land strolling through the forest. Prince Hadrian was very handsome: his fur was bright gold and curly and his eyes were green as emeralds. With him was his great court, their fur in every jewel tone imaginable and their