The Run
With a sigh, I turn to Amelia, ready to warn her, but instead I find her uncovering her ear with the earing on display.
“Oh a token, she is a friend.”
“I wonder if she is friends with Silver Fur.”
“Oh I love Silver Fur, she smells like lavender and mint.”
“I wonder if silver fur is here in the forest.”
Three small creatures appear before us, their wings fluttering fast yet silently as they circle Amelia. She smiles, holding her hand out flat as the one with blue wings lands gently.
“Hi Sunny. I haven’t seen you in forever.” Amelia greets the pixie, a sub species to the Fae.
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