The
mouse woke up, the sun in her eyes, comfortably hugging her warm
fuzzy bunny pillow with a cotton ball mouth. She smacked her jaws and
squinted with her eyes. Oh there was Jaabir, he was closer than he’d
been before, that was good! Oh, and there was the sun, lower than
it’d been before. How long had she been asleep?
“Hey,
Jack,” she’d manage, stirring, her voice hoarse, turning her head
to look up at the rabbit. “Y’been here all this time?” she’d
ask, face splitting into a

It
was towards the middle of the afternoon. A small brown lop-ear would
lay alone, not a soul near, shivering by a small pond. He wasn’t
cold. Oh no, the sun was shining out quite beautifully, a perfect day
with perfect weather. So why the shakes? How could he be afraid. . .
if there were no predators close by? He was afraid but not for
himself, for. . .”Lichthia. . .” he’d whisper softly, sighing.
He
was told by his friend, a mouse, that she would be leaving with a the
resident of the

Jaabir’s
eyes opened a bit wide: He was going to have to let her out.
Sure
enough, his more reasonable instinct driven thoughts were screaming
out to him now: He had pushed them aside before. [‘You aren’t
hungry! Why did you eat!? That mouse won’t fit! You are going to
have to cough it back out!] Jaabir would shake his head and groan, he
just wanted to enjoy the sensation a little while longer, let her go
deeper. . . for her sake of course.
He’d
watch closely as she moved, no doubt sur

Lichthia
made a shy entrance. Her head appeared from just behind a log. She
lifted her nose skyward and sniffed the air, her whiskers quivering.
Sensing the coast was clear (or at least pretending to), she’d
scurry over the log and stand crouching on two legs, mouse like,
looking about. *squeak!* Seeing the flowers and the berries, her eyes
would light up, and she’d scamper over carelessly. “Oh my!”
*squeak!*
Waiting
near, the python would bring out his tongue, making certain the coast
w

The mouse would walk with Jaabir,
staying close to him, a big smile on her face. Of course she smiled
often enough, but she was excited at what was to come. After a while,
she’d say, “Actually wanna play a different game than the one we
had in mind.” She’d grin impishly. “S’a doe’s prerogative
t’change her mind.” She’d sigh and add, “Got the idea when we
had that little impromptu game yesterday.” She’d smile at the
memory.

Slithering contently along, the python
too wo

“He never wakes up until the sun’s
up and it’s warm,” Lichthia had explained to Jack. “And when
he’s full, it takes even longer,” she’d added with a smirk. “I
usually spend the mornin in the den, eatin breakfast. . .sometimes
cleanin up.” She’d shrugged. “It’s safe enough outside, I
never seen a pred round here except for owls. . .and Jaabir of
course. .. but I prefer not to take chances.” She’d show him the
bags of clover, nuts and berries, though she wouldn’t ea