“That sure was a rough landin’. How are you holdin’ up?"
"I think I’m okay! I kind of feel like a kid again…what with being grounded like this and all."
"C’mon…don’t start with the puns already. Should we help out Val and Vaughn with their map problem so we can get out of–"
In the brush beside them, a loud rustling noise is heard
"Wait, hold up! Did you hear that?"
"Yes! I think it came from over there!"
A figure, distorted by the dense vegetation around them, darts out. It pauses for a brief second, before taking off deeper into the underbrush.
"What was that? I’ve never seen anything like it!"
"Not sure…did you see the horns on that thing though? Maybe I ought to sell somethin’ like that at my place…"
"Horns? I didn’t see horns…it looked like a soft, furry, lovable friend.
"Huh?! Violet, in no way did that fella look friendly, not a bit! Didn’t you see the claws? The teeth?"
"You’re clearly mistaken! That creature didn’t look like it could harm a fly!"
"Hm, maybe that landin' was a little rougher than we thought…I think you may have hit your head."
"Wonder what it is, though. Not sure I wanna stick around to meet it again…"
"Aw, why not? Don’t you think it would be claws fur celebration? A real hare raising experience?"
"On second thought, I’ll take my chances."
[art by ghost]