Falls

Falls, Rainy’s former guardian.

“What do you want?” Growled a voice from deep within the cave. The roar of the waterfall thundered through Fern’s brain. “I’m… just going to take this,” she said, motioning towards a pretty crystal that would certainly fetch money in the market, “then I’ll leave,” she said slowly, slipping a paw over the smooth blue stone.

“What?” Hissed the voice threateningly. Fern gulped. She had said the wrong thing. Suddenly, there was a whoosh beneath her paws, and she was flung forth into the cavern. She yelped as she was twisted into another position, in perfect view of the watery behemoth.

His eyes narrowed.

“And who are you to be taking that?”