“Oof!” Lily huffed and puffed as she worked her way through the thick cluster of branches.
“Vera?” Lily called out, as she clambered out of the clump of fallen foliage.
“Halloo!” Lily tiptoed her way along the thick bark…
“Woah!” Lily tried to keep her balance on the slippy skin of the fallen tree.
Lily hopped down onto the soft, wet moss for a moment, before clambering up onto the trunk of another of the tall trees that had toppled in the night.
“Humph.” Lily sat down on the wet bark and sulked, idly twirling a sprig of fir on her lap.
“Hee hee!!” Vera cackled, as she clasped her bow between her fingers.
“Where
did she get to?” Lily mumbled dolefully.
“Hands up, you pesky poaching vixen!” Vera yelled suddenly!
“Yikes!” Lily cried, before gasping:
“Oh, you got me!” - as Vera giggled from behind the branches.
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