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Seperate Ways (Part 1)Erik smiled gently down at the tiny girl cuddling into his palm. She looked so cute, being so small. He knew he was more than capable of crushing her with his pinky. The idea of being so powerful made him feel like a god. He was the largest, strongest naga in the land, he had no competition for the best foods and the biggest tracts of land. His strength came from hill-sized muscles and his monumental size. He could take her life away with one careless move.
The huge naga tenderly rubbed her back, his finger pad completely covering her minuscule form. His eyes wandered from his thick, sinewy hand up to his mighty forearm. He lifted it up and laid his great arm against her back. He flexed it a few times, her body moving with the rise and fall of his rippling muscles. Why did he feel so affectionate for something so small? Sophie was only as big as his fingertip. Smaller than most humans he had eaten as a mere bite-sized snack. Yet, he hadn't made a meal out of her?
He rolled onto his sto
Seperate Ways (Part 2)At first, it wasn’t so bad. Sophie had found a nice, pointy stick, and used it as a weapon against anything she came across. The jungle’s swamp was full of all kinds of nasty creatures. Frogs and bugs mostly. Many of the bigger animals left her alone, since she seemed to be too tiny to make a meal out of.
This, unfortunately, made her feel bolder. She strode along, waving her stick, even challenging some things in battle. And that was how she got the attention of Noah.
Noah was taking a nap after just eating two large cranes. His bellies were nice and full, and he was taking a nap on a warm rock, sunbathing himself. He was a smaller naga than Erik, but still large compared to Sophie. She was about as big as his thumb.
The child was prancing around, playing pretend warrior princess, when she ran smack into his mud-colored tail. She scowled and jabbed it with her stick. “Who dares attack Sophie, the warrior princess of the jungle?” she snapped. At first, she thoug
Seperate Ways (Part 3)It was growing dark. Sophie hated the dark. Monsters lurked in the dark.
The little girl huddled underneath the tree, her clothes still soaked. The wetness of her clothes made the night seem colder. She shivered and sobbed. She wanted to go home.
Not home to the baobab tree. She had vowed never to go back there. But she remember the life she had before she met Erik. With her Aunt Tilly and Uncle Ester…
They had lived outside the jungle, in the human town. Her aunt and uncle had said that her parents had disappeared long ago when she was four, and no one knew where they went, or if they were still alive. They had taken her in and raised her in their shop, selling wool, fur, and jewelry. Aunt Tilly said their village was built around a trading post. All kinds of creatures came and went in the village. Centaurs, driders, satyrs, harpies…mostly anthros and humans, though.
One night, the shop was being robbed, and the thieves had taken her hostage so the couple wouldn’t
Seperate Ways (Part 4)After a quick lunch, Sophie helped Elsa pack up a few things for their trip while the drider weaved a few new silk fabrics to sell. The hollow in the tree was very small, but cozy for the child. She liked it. Though she couldn’t help but think about the big baobab tree, and all the little secret hidding places she’d discovered while Erik was away. She would carve drawing on the inside walls, or mark the days she was there, or build a little bed out of moss to sleep on while she waited for him to come back. And when he did, she would stay still and quiet until he sniffed her out. It was a fun, daily game they had played.
There were no secret openings in the hollow. No, it was much too small. But it was deep, and many of the supplies hung in webs on the ceiling to keep from cluttering space. When Sophie was done packing, she went to the opening and peeked out at the world.
They were very high up. The bottom of the tree was hundreds of feet below. If she fell, she would break
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