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Weekly Contest #363
I was inspecting the ground for the best spot to pitch, when a flash of sandy brown scurried through the grass towards me. It abruptly stopped at my feet. I blinked hard and tried to make sense of the lion standing less than two inches off the ground. I didn't get the chance to wrap my head around what was happening before things got weirder. “My mane and paws are tiny, but I’m a lion.By night, I hunt under the belt of Orion,I know it’s strange to see this little beast,believe your eyes, or try your best, at least.” I watched its mouth form ...
Weekly Contest #361
It’s finally the time of year that I get to take a trip above ground and leave the safe haven of my bulb. I work hard to push against the soil, and when I break the surface, the warmth of the sun embraces me. I shoot up through the spring air, and as my bud blooms, my senses are exposed to the world. I’m intrigued by the elegant lady sitting on the bench directly in front of me. She gives me a slight side smile. Then she looks up at the abbey with a twinkle in her hazel eyes. She runs a hand through her dark hair, and gently sighs. She is ru...
Weekly Contest #360
The kits escaped the heat of the sun by gathering in the shade of a tree.“My Uncle Phil says those browns are stealing the carrots!” Fi puffed out her cotton ball chest. “Yeah! And they smell bad, my mummy told me.” Hannah retorted, bouncing on her hind legs.They glanced around the group, keen for others to fuel the fire. When our eyes locked, I glared and scrunched up my snout. “You do know my dad's a brown rabbit.” An uncomfortable silence ensued as they all avoided my gaze, only to be interrupted by Hannah's snap.“Yeah, but you're differe...
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