Broken Timber Pines The Tutelage of the Timbers

RE: A rather sudden thunder storm trembles the very grounds of Relic Lore.
Around mid-day

Some fluffy clouds and a warmth that's not too hot -- days like these simply couldn't be wasted puttering around at home. Without so much as summoning a playmate, Ember set off through the arch of a pine broken partway up its trunk which served as a portal to the intoxicating mysteries of the forest beyond. She started at a contented stroll, admiring the ever-more-familiar trees, some of which were incredibly tall, and some of which were on the ground and incredibly long. For a while, the curious cub didn't notice that some of the giants were vertical and some were horizontal, but then she did notice and she wondered why.

And then she figured out why, and now she had to search for a new problem to solve. The long trees, Ember had decided, were the normal ones. The nightmare beasts that frolicked in the moonlight were too big to go under these horizontal trees and too lazy to go over or around them. So they picked them up! And that's why many of the trees were vertical, for certainly there were many nightmare beasts in the forest at night, and certainly they were all very big and very lazy. The proud little princess clambered on top of one of the still-horizontal trees and spat out a piece of bark that she managed to accidentally bite off. After licking her velvet nose until the dry, dirty taste of the flaky substance wore away, she proclaimed haughtily from her perch: "I'm clum-zy, but no lazy!"

Just then, a great crash like a hundred waterfalls all slamming into a thousand rocks at once broke through the sky. Ember leapt up in blind terror and landed hard on her shoulder on the ground below, sending up a spray of dry pine needles. A tremendous growl like a giant wolf in the sky resounded among the trees and caused the earth to tremble in fear. The towering trunks began to sway overhead as a sudden wind picked up. Maybe, the philosopher pup thought as she watched, she would have to rethink her theory about trees starting horizontal and ending vertical. Maybe they started upright and storms knocked them over.

Her shoulder throbbed, but Ember found as she stood back up that it didn't hurt so bad that she couldn't put weight on it if she needed to. The storm that had suddenly erupted was far more interesting than any minor injury, so the implacable pup ignored the pain. Rain was nothing new. Thunder was nothing new. But such a big storm, and so sudden? That was new. "In't afeared a' you!" she shouted to the sky. Then, to prove her point, the princess unleashed the mightiest howl she could muster into the wind as another surge of thunder rocked the forest.

(This post was last modified: Aug 03, 2015, 05:01 AM by Ember.)