In the lingering moments of morning twilight, where the darkness meets the light, a white blur dashed through the forest. Needles and bark rained to the ground behind it just to be swept aside by black pursuers. A lone squirrel dropped its nut as the pursuit flashed by. It blinked. Then cursed in whatever language squirrels had and gave chase after the plump acorn.
No sooner had it touched ground when it felt the earth tremble beneath its paws. It squeaked, fur on end. Goodness, what was happening today? No sooner had it thought this then crashes and strange, unearthly screams shook the forest. Bushes shook, grasses waved, and trees shuddered. When a few sickly trees began to topple, the squirrel screamed and dashed up the tree. Forget the stupid acorn, it was getting out of here! A dozen or so other forest creatures followed suit, scurrying into holes and up their respective trees. Birds twittered in fright.
A deafening silence followed.
After who knows how long (for squirrels don't really have a need to keep track of time passing), the squirrel poked its head out from whatever nick in the tree it had found to hole up and sniffed the air. Yes. Something peculiar was floating on the breeze. A second later it's fluffed up fur quivered up, if possible, even farther as it recognized the smell: blood. The squirrel shivered before climbing higher up the tree. Better not get too close to the ground for today, it figured. It could only pray that its precious nut would still be there by the time everything settled down.
Little did it know that only yards away, surrounded by crushed black bodies, a slender figure with white feathers stumbled to her feet.
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Luminescence
FanfictionLink isn't adjusting well to the end of Twilight, and Midna won't leave him, or his heart. When the moon vanishes, a winged girl comes down with the soul purpose of making him happy. But appearances are not what they seem, lovers don't stay the same...
