A fantasy and adventure story (No posting yet!)

Kutia, Ghargara

She opened her eyes, and rolled over, wincing as she laid down on a twig. She'd been on the run for a while, never staying in one place for too long, often moving from tree to tree, instead of the ground. And when she could, she'd swim. She turned and looked around for the bag of food she had brought with her; it was around here somewhere. It was covered in leaves, and was a lot bigger than it looked. Soon, she had lit a small, smokeless fire, and was eating toasted bread from the fire, feeling the warmth swell inside her. She knew she better get a move on, else...

Crack, Russle, Russle, Snap!

She heard the sounds thatcame the sounds from the bushes. Not someone, something. She had no idea who it was, what it was, so she scarpered up her tree, not bothering to stmapout the flames.

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