It was a crisp, moonlit night in the wilds of Iceberg, and Rockie padded through the frosty forest with agile grace. Their ears perked up at the distant sounds of laughter and merriment, mingled with the ringing of silver bells. Excited yips escaped their lips as they quickened their pace, following the enchanting melody that echoed through the trees. As they emerged from the dense woods, a quaint cottage appeared before them, aglow with the warm, inviting light of hearth and home. Rockie's golden eyes widened with wonder as they caught sight of the towering figure who stood at the doorstep, a muscular version of Santa Claus, benevolently known as "Jacked" Saint Nicholas. His booming laughter filled the air as he bestowed his empowered Gifts upon the mirthful crowd that had gathered around him.
"Ho, ho, ho! Merry Christmas, one and all!" Jacked Saint Nicholas bellowed, his jovial voice resonating through the night. The air was filled with the delightful onomatopoeia of joyous exclamations and the rustling of wrapping paper as the crowd eagerly unwrapped their presents. Rockie's tail wagged furiously as they slinked closer, drawn by the infectious laughter and the promise of enchanting gifts. Their canine features made them stand out among the crowd, their wolf-like ears twitching with excitement. "Well, well, well! What have we here?" Jacked Saint Nicholas boomed, his eyes twinkling with amusement as he caught sight of Rockie. "A furry little friend come to join in the festivities!"
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