Sun Mote Copse Now you see me

It was too bad Weejay's eyes had not opened, and that she could not see the cute, comical way that Elfie viewed his new world. She would have certainly been struck with the same sort of awe, if she had been able to see.

She used her nose to find him, homing towards him like a little furry heat-seeking missile. Once collision occured, Weejay too was knocked back, tumbling on her round sides with a quiet giggle. Too young to know of social graces and how much of a faux pax it was to fart in public, Weejay only sniffed the air and scrunched her face in response, not liking the sudden cloud of scents that stung her little nose.