The Tangle “Beware the Jabberwock, my son!

Miette was confident in such a way it took Blossom’s breath away. The boldness she carried, it was sure something to behold. Her owlish eyes stared between the other girl and the water, before she audibly swallowed.

Then, she backed up, took a deep breath, and charged.

In flight, she released a whoop of loud laughter, before she crashed into the water. Bubbles tickled her nose, and she had to remember not to giggle. Pushing back up to the surface, she sneezed out the water in her nose, then smiled at Miette.

That was easy!