A Forest Of Fantasy

The sun floated across the sky as dragons and mushroom critters flew in and out of the fantasy forest. Kri crouched, ready to spring at the rabbit. Her orange fox pelt gleamed in the afternoon sunlight. A single leap, a crack, and the rabbit was dead. Kri trotted toward her den with the spotted rabbit in her jaws and a satisfied smile on her face. “Nice job Kri.” Said her father in the shadows. Saf was her father strong, but sometimes a little grumpy. He was a fierce fighter when it came to defending his family. Kri also had a sister, Zill. They liked to wrestle together in the meadows where wishing butterflies and shape-shifting bees flew in circles around the multicolored flowers. Kri’s mother was ruu. Her voice was always gentle and kind. She was the one who always calmed Saf when he’s not in a good mood. Suddenly a burst of light shot into the den, making a large hole in the wall. “Zill!” Cried Ruu with an angry face. “Sorry.” Replied Zill glancing up at the hole she had made. Zill had a light element and she couldn’t control it yet. Kri has a wind element allowing her to run fast. She could also summon wind whenever she wanted but wind was wild and she couldn’t control where it went. Ruu sighed and she used her nature element to patch up the hole with moss and twigs. In the fantasy lands, every kind of creature from fire breathing dragons to ability foxes like Kri, had a special purpose. The wishing butterflies had to grant anyone a wish when they were seven months old. Kri didn’t know why the wishing butterflies even gave wishes especially when they turned seven months old! Saf had taken Kri to the human world before. There were lots of giant moving monsters and towers that touched the sky. There were also humans some where in the monsters and some even stood inside towers. Kri also thought it was scary. It was as loud as thunderstorms even at night. It was nothing compared to the quiet and peaceful nights in the forest.