The creatures

The albatross watched from high above

at the calico cat slinking across the forest floor, a view of the situation from the ground among the trees and undergrowth

the queen bee flitting around, ordering her subjects

the robot of storms half buried underneath moss and vines and dirt, watching and waiting, beginning to forget

the four different creatures met each other's gazes

they knew

they would forever know -

that bond that connected them all

they all knew what was going on

and they didn't like it one bit.

Calico Frost

VT

13 years old

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