Literature
Little Fisher - Waterways: Introduction [TWWM]
Rice opened her eyes to see sunlight slowly creeping across the cave entrance. Stretching, she walked out into the morning. Blue sky shined through the canopy of branches overhead, waving softly in the breeze. The birds were singing and the creek was full with last night’s rain.
Rice sat down and sighed sadly. This was bound to be another incredibly boring day. The fox kits had grown up and moved out, she had sniffed under EVERY leaf in her boundary, and there’s only so many times you can pounce on crickets before it gets old. She climbed up the side of a fallen tree, and laid down to watch the creek below.
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