Post by fuzzydragon on Jul 27, 2011 19:59:54 GMT -6
The morning was quiet and still. The glowing sun was rising among the pearly clouds, lighting up the Abbey grounds. The forest-green grass was dripping with dew as quiet footsteps echoed through the Abbey building. With a small squeal, the main doors opened and a small figure stepped out. It carefully closed the door, and lifted its tail, which was slightly curled at the tip. Then, its small paws drew back the figure's hood, revealing the face of a young ginger mouse. "Wow!" he whispered, "What a wunderful mornin'!" He climbed up the steps to the wall and looked out at Mossflower Woods. Faint birdsong drifted from somewhere in its depths, and the young mouse sighed with pleasure.