Leafwhisper peered carefully around her shielding oak leaf, a watchful sentry against human children and other predators.
The journey across the vacant back yard was always a stressful one. Everything is, when you’re three inches tall.
Fart-Rocket, the Jones family terrier, yapped excitedly across the yard. He would be a formidable final obstacle. Leafwhisper waited patiently for her break.
A squirrel chittered—and Fart-Rocket streaked off like…yeah, that.
Leafwhisper took advantage of the distraction, and made a long, shallow dive for the bird feeder.
She cut the water of the faerie pool cleanly with an inaudible splash. Home at last!
Inspired by this week’s Picture It & Write prompt:
2 thoughts on “Goddess of nature, God of frolic”
Great story. Reminded me of “Honey, I shrunk the kids” when they were trying to get across the yard, back to their house!
With only 30000 more words, we could do that one! 😀 This one felt a little cramped for verbal elbow room, to me.