"Where Pixies Live" by Lillucyka (right)
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Breaking into a full run, leadis raced with the hare and won, hands down!
What a joyous moment after having to bind her leg for a number of days from full moon to half.
Even though that raccoon caught her off her guard in its stealthy manner, she was able to respond quite quickly and the resulting wound was much less severe than it could’ve been.
Plus, Momma Raccoon would not soon accost her again; that much was certain. It had learned its lesson decisively.
To celebrate the racing victory, leadis flew a couple of laps around the great hoary willow that stood prominently on her hilltop.
She had been able to recognize the brief look of puzzlement on the rabbit’s face, even though it was an expression which passed much like a firefly blinking off its light.
Now she was ready for the great leg unveiling.
Unwinding all that wrapped her leg against the elements, she saw that, just as she suspected, the wound was completely healed.
There were many advantages for her kind, and healing quickly – more quickly than humans – was one of them.
