Kÿla

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Kÿla pressed her small body to the ground hoping not to get crushed. Trees were moving all around her. Roots were springing up from the earth as they slithered across the ground like giant serpents looking for their next meal. She didn’t know what was up with the forest today. Never had she seen the trees behave in such a way. If she wasn’t careful Kÿla would find herself crushed underneath the giant trees that stretched for miles into the sky. 

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I know the forest is magical, but this is getting old. Dodging a flailing branch, she jumped from rock to rock. As a twin-tailed fox Kÿla moved with stealth unknown to mankind. Her speed allowed her to glide through the air with her two tails. They twitched nervously as she landed on a rock, then crouched and prepared to jump once again. Pouncing, she avoided the trees, but she wasn’t gaining any headway. The longer she remained in this part of the forest, the more danger she was in with the looming giants around her. Kÿla panted and tried to catch her breath. Her eyes danced around the forest floor as she decided where to make her next move. She was about to jump only to have a tree land right in her path. She growled in frustration.

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“What do you want from me!”

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A tree uprooted itself in response, sliding its roots across the ground like snakes. Slowly its gigantic form slithered over in front of her then dug deep into the earth. Another followed suit, then another. Before Kÿla could blink, several dozen trees had moved into a straight line on both sides of her. They were trying to herd her—but why? Tentatively she placed her small paw on the ground, waiting to see if the trees would move. Silence. Everything was still. Another paw followed the first and she slowly made her way down the path. The trees were quiet and didn’t budge an inch.

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