Blacktail Deer Plateau Choosing death in order to live

I think it is two years now that I and my siblings come up with fun verses for Christmas. It is a tradition here that in order to get a present, you have to recite a poem. Hence, me being lazy at learning anything by heart, I write funny rhymes. :)

"Definitely!" Wraen agreed eagerly. Exploring with Maia was the next best thing after story-telling and poem-making sessions. "I recall mom telling me that they had a troll spot here somewhere," she told, looking around and seeing nothing but trees and even forest floor. "Kind of like swampish place that stank and looked just as if a troll would live there," she added. 

"We can challenge him on it, but we have to be gentle too. We do not want to scare him into a heart attack because of our bizarre requests do we?" she joked. "Last one to that tree is a frog!" she bumped her shoulder against Maia's playfully and then dashed off in full speed.