King Elk Forest Hurry up, we are dreaming!

"If you want the story to be brief - I have to disappoint you, it is long!" Wraen picked up the thread of the poem they were creating together readily. Now that she had warmed up, it had become easier to come up with the next lines. 

"One year after the day Jacky was born, there happened to be a major storm," she went on. "It howled and raged, and carried all things in air, it left nobody and no one to spare," well, the last part was utter nonesense, but - hey - it helped her to get to the next part. 

"Poor Jackie was swept by a whirlwind gust and her two prongs got entangled in a large crow's nest," she said. "She untangled her one prong with perfect ease, but untangling the other proved harder - you see. Suddenly there was a loud creak and crack and the uni-pronged jackalope landed on her back," she let Maia take over from here and fell silent.