Last week was our own reunion; this week plays with the same theme. Do you recognize anyone in this bunch, perhaps even yourself? As always, thanks to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting the Fictioneers crew. More stories await; Froggy with lead the way.
Reunion – 101 words
They gather in the clearing, restless with anticipation. Wolf and Cougar post their guard.
Cricket chirps his canticle by Firefly light; Mouse critiques the song with squeaks. Raccoon and Mink resume their hide-bound rivalry, Skunk disdains them both.
Owl, the eldest night-child, calls, assurance and admonition. A billowing ribbon of daughter Moths subdue their fears and light; Owl will not hunt them tonight. Bat is not so principled.
Clouds snag on treetops, shred on winds aloft, unveil the face of ancient Mother Luna.
Bathed in moon-glow her children’s eyes open wide to receive her blessing. Bat alone cannot see her beauty.