A Faeries Super Powers Revealed
Why does everyone want to be with her? Mama fox whispered.
Her kits were running toward the foreign two-legged.
Not sure said Mama raccoon. But look at my cubs.
They were parked at her feet, waiting for something.
If the deer lets her fawn get close, she might be a faerie.
A few seconds later Mama deer’s fawn ran toward the throng.
She stopped behind the faerie, feeling her kindness.
She does not seem dangerous, a mushroom elf whispered.
She must be a faerie, and you know their super power.
Kindness, they all agreed, leaving their offspring in her care.
Faerie queen played games with them until supper time.
Then they returned home, cuddled next to their mamas.
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