Literature
Sacred Forest - Round 4 - Page 8 - END
Tilt jerked awake.
“Whoah, calm down, boy!” said a familiar voice. A warm hand touched Tilt’s head--he looked up and saw best friend. Not sick. Alive.
Tilt burrowed his head in Lance’s lap as the boy hugged him. “What’s wrong, Tilt? Bad dream?”
Not anymore.
* * *
Flutter Song woke up in her old home, baffled. What just...?
“Dancing Leaves?” she chirped nervously.
The fox tumbled into view below the tree Flutter Song was perched on. “Flutter Song, wake up! I thought you said you wanted to see the kits when they were old enough to get out of the den!”
“Th-the wha