A/N: Now that I have more time, I can write more! Oh no. Just realized that I have no idea about how this is going to end. Not really sure if I can call this a chapter though... Actually now that I've read Tuck Everlasting, yeah I think I can.
In the morning....
The bright early morning light filtered through the leaves of trees above Eliza. It was so peaceful, with the birds tweeting (No the birds are not using Twitter) lovely songs and the rustling of leaves. That was why morning was her favorite time of day.
AHHHHHHHHH! Whisper shrieked. THERE'S A BIRD ON TOP OF ME. AND IT JUST POOPED!
What now? Eliza groaned internally. What's the matter?
A hysterical Whisper whined, I hate birds. I hate bird poop even more. AND A BIRD LANDED ON TOP OF ME AND POOPED ON ME! He was stomping his hooves with every word.
Eliza sighed. This was going to be a VERY long day. I'm going out for a walk. You go wash yourself in the stream or the big river by the beech grove. Not waiting for a answer, she scurried out of the clearing.
Up ahead there was a deer path. There might be some berries along the path, Eliza reasoned. She quickly hurried back into the thankfully empty clearing, grabbed a basket and continued on her way. The deer path did have plenty of berries along the way, but that wasn't the most spectacular thing about the path. It was the fact that it curved around a waterfall that Eliza didn't even know existed.
It was beautiful. The heavy roar of the waterfall made everything around it tremble. There was the spray of the waterfall the made everything seem to glitter. A few fish frolicked in the outskirts, flinging droplets of water that sparkled like diamonds into the air. Cool wet water sprinkled onto her skin. There was one thing for sure. She would have to show Whisper this.
Eliza went back to tell him. Sure thing, he was back in the clearing, shrieking at a particularly big sparrow. The sparrow would swoop in to poop on poor Whisper and then would fly away, twittering, Haha! You can't catch me! You're too slow! Only one thing was weird about this. She thought, How could that sparrow have that much poop in it? It seems like it stored up a bunch of poop just to aggravate Whisper. Actually on second thought, yeah that's probably it.
Sparrow, please stop bothering my friend, Eliza said to the sparrow. She doubted her name was Sparrow, but it wasn't like the sparrow told her. When she didn't respond, she narrowed her bright green eyes and gave Sparrow a stone cold glare. Apparently, sparrows weren't immune to Eliza's glare.
All right, all right! I'll stop bothering that annoying friend of yours! And my name's not Sparrow, it's Nuts. Sparrow/Nuts chattered. Say, could I stay with you? Seems like a good place to stay.
Please say no, PLEASE SAY NO, Whisper begged.
In the end Eliza made the decision. So now she had a bird too. It wasn't even lunchtime yet, but the day so far was weird. Weirdness followed her around and she was content with that. Weirdness could be fun.
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The Last Whisperer
FantasyEliza is a Whisperer. She can talk to the animals, but there is one species that even the best Whisperers can't talk to. The Shadow Wolves. These wolves have been slowly killing off the Whisperers, and now Eliza is the only one left. Will she surviv...