SUMMER FUN CONTEST #3 - SHORT STORY

She wandered through the forest, powerful paws striking the terra without a sound. Her eyes flicked through the trees as a strange sound filled her ears, like a bird's call, but muffled as though it were trapped. That's when her eyes found the strange den. It looked like a part of the tree's trunk, only it was supported by the trees branches. Bracing her ivory paws on the trunk of the tree, she sniffed the air beneath the strange thing. Suddenly, a tangle of branches fell from the tree den. They hung just in front of her snout, suspended by strange vine-like things. Testing their strength with her front paws, they held. She made a decision, and scrambled up the branches.

Standing on the floor, she noticed it was not made of dirt, one of the few things she had ever seen ground made of. Pressing her nose to it, she pulled up a snootful of dust. Sneezing wildly, she shook her head to remove it of more dust. Peering over the edge, she realized she might not be able to get down. A whimper echoed through the air, as darkness began to fall. She was in trouble now.