The Tangle perpetual timepiece

He approached faster than Padma could retreat,cold fear struck the young girl. It was now her turn to feel the claustrophobia this tangle of bushes could cause. Back into a narrow dead end, with no where to turn Padma did her best to shrink in size. Her hackles rose and she crouched low with her tail tucked firmly beneath her, fear oozing out of her, and her nose crinkled.


"I--I, I'm not sure what you're talking about." She stammered, her words coming in jagged stretches, but her confidence grew as she continued to speak. "I'm just passing through, promise." Padma wasn't sure if she was lying or not, she hadn't been here long, and hadn't really thought about her next move. But in the last few months she found that it was easier to tell people what they wanted to hear, rather than be 100% honest 24/7."What are you doing here?" Padma returned the question. With inquisitive stormy grey eyes Padma carefully watched her new company.