Wild Child
For as long as I could remember the forest has been my home. I was always moving and now, I looked at the strange things in a strange clearing. The ground was very hard like a rock and animals walked or ran on two legs. They made funny sounds and calls and even chased me. I was waiting for the brightness to end so I could explore. I spun at the hint of sound and tried to leap away. Strange vines caught me and I struggled and roared and fought to get free. One of the two legged things appeared...