Moonspear quaking forest

Seal was a budding ecologist and lover of the natural world but, despite her mother’s objective explanations, the young girl was not immune to red-hot teenage embarrassment. Her blushing face burned and so, between her mother’s breaths, she focused on the path ahead and all its little pebbles to distract herself.

It was a strange notion to think of boys as different, even if it was the reality. Different strengths. Different roles. Different body parts. It was even stranger to think that a day would come when Seal might desire to rub uglies with them!

She giggled nervously. Little did Seal know, that someday she would aspire to become a midwife.

“Oh! Is that the log?” Seal pointed at the first fallen tree they came across to change the subject. She wasn't ready to dive any deeper into the topic of baby making, just yet.