Post by Spring Seasons on Oct 14, 2012 21:30:19 GMT -5
Spring skipped through the forest. Her long brown hair blowing in the slight breeze. It had been raining a few hours earlier, but now it wasn't. Spring liked the rain. She was spring afterall. She liked most things though. It was so silent today. She was humming quietly to herself. Her almost always present smile curled across her face. Today she wasgoing to talk to the animals before they hibernated, or flew south for winter. She wondered what animals she would see today. She popped out into a meadow and looked around. There was long grass that was starting to die because of the cold and there was trees surrounding it that were loosing thier leaves. Time to mess with the plants a little bit.
Spring skipped to the center of the clearing, every step she took was greeted by frsh new grass sprouting. She sat down and twined her finger around a blade of the new grass. She concentrated and then it blossomed into a flower. Spring looked around. There didn't seem to be too many animals out today. She walked over to a hole in the ground that looked like it belonged to a rabbit. "Hello?" She called gently into it. Slowly a little brown rabbit poked its head out. It looked skittish. She smiled and reached into her back pocket. She pulled out a carrot and gave it to the rabbit. It happily took the treat.
Soon she was chatting away with the rabbit, her being able to talk to animals and all. "Well that's not very nice of them." She stated. The rabbit shook its head. "They keep making me and my family leave." Spring sighed. "I think you'll be safe here though." The rabbit nodded and then hopped back into its hole. She smiled and then lay back. To anybody who might have been watching it would have looked like she was insane, but to people who knew her, like her siblings, then they would know that she had actually been talking to it.
Soon Spring fell into a nice peacful sleep, as she did a bunch when she was in nature. It didn't last long though because she soon became aware of a voice. Was it talking to her? Her eyes lazily opened to see who it was.
[anybody can be the person.]
