One autumn, as they relaxed beside a bonfire of leaves, Nutmeg asked Shelly what had surprised her most about life in the forest. "Everything," Shelly replied, "but especially you, my friend."
Nutmeg grinned, his eyes reflecting the dancing leaf shapes cast by the setting sun. "And you, Shelly. Without you, this vibrant journey would've been just a mere bustle in the trees."
Nutmeg grinned, his eyes reflecting the dancing leaf shapes cast by the setting sun. "And you, Shelly. Without you, this vibrant journey would've been just a mere bustle in the trees."