Do You Wanna Play?

Faun missed their little tropical island, but this new home was wonderful too. As she grew bigger she was allowed to explore more and more, sometimes straying almost ten feet beyond the den entrance alone! Needless to say, the little ball of snow wasn't exactly the type to push her boundaries. She never wished to disappoint her parents, so she never disobeyed them. That was how it worked for her. Still, she always felt a little curious about what else was out there.

Today, the babe was playing just outside the den, watching the tiny ants that crawled through the dirt. Her mismatched eyes narrowed as she stared at the little insects. She loved the wonders of nature and wasn't afraid to get her paws dirty, as long as she restored her fur to its beautiful white color soon after. She giggled lightly as one of the ants found her paw and began to climb. Faun lifted that foot and pulled it closer so she could watch the ant move its little legs. "Hello," she greeted, a smile in her voice. She lifted her posture and puffed out her chest, putting on an air of mock sophistication as she introduced herself to the insect. "My name is Viridian Black. What's yours?"

Then she found herself laughing uncontrollably, because of course ants couldn't talk. Life was as perfect as it had always been for the babe. The ant seemed to like her, too, because then it traveled from her paw to her nose and paused there. Faun would feel her eyes cross as she followed its movement. The little antennae were tickling her nose, however, and to her horror she began to feel a sneeze coming on.

"Speech"