Shiro brushed past the thorned branches, wincing as they scraped against her frozen skin. "Great," Shiro complained as her croissant plopped onto the snow. She lazily picked it up, flicking off the snow. "I just opened this!"
Shiro grumpily chomped it, stomping her feet.
Shiro had made her way from the gas station to the forest that her mum told her about. It took her a great time and effort to arrive.
"In the forest of Skydance, there are stories," Her mum began, clearing her throat. "About a well."
Shiro ignored the snapping of a twig under her feet.
"A well?" A younger Shiro asked in a small voice, slightly scared. Her wide, creamy brown eyes sparkling with curiosity.
Shiro bit her croissant again, chewing slightly.
"A well," Her mum repeated, raising a finger. "That was told to lead to the hidden world of Ki."
Shiro noticed that the forest drew darker, so she took out her flashlight.
"Ki?" Shiro questioned. "What is Ki?"
The light flickered, yet remained on.
"No, honey, its not what, its more like who." Shiro's mum corrected her. "Ki is our..."
The songbirds that were perched upon the jagged, dead trees had fled, at the movement of Shiro's impatient stomping.
Her mum trailed off. Shiro shook her, a little confused. "Our..?"
Shiro's backpack was yanked back, causing her to fall down, and fall into a snowbank. "Ow! That hurt- ..." Shiro grew silent, realizing that a branch wasn't responsible for her fall.
Shiro cautiously got up, biting into her croissant nervously. A little snicker echoed throughout the forest, enveloping Shiro's ringing ears. "Your reaction is... priceless!" A voice crowed. Confused, Shiro got up. "Wha-" Before Shiro could finish, a girl about her age appeared through a puff of smoke.
The girl had a grin somewhat similar to the Cheshire Cat, and certainly she gave off the impression she was the Cheshire Cat. "You looked like a mouse!"
Shiro looked offended, holding a clenched fist to her chest. "Excuse me?"
"Oh- oh- oh- I mean... you look like a frightened mouse! Small and vulnerable!"
"Okay, okay, I get it. I'm short." Shiro grumbled.
"Pfft- you even sound like one!"
"Hey- I'm still hitting puberty. Don't hate on this girl."
"I mistook you for a boy..."
"A- a boy?"
"..." Shiro didn't give a response, looking more offended.
"You.." The girl began to snicker again. "When you're angry.. you look... so... hilarious..!"
"That's it. I'm just going to ignore you." Shiro announced, throwing her hands up as she passed her, of course after picking up her flashlight.
"Ki's hidden world. The world that must never be taken by human, only us Gifted."
Shiro shivered, realizing her scarf was filled with snow, thanks to that girl. "That jerk! She scared me, and..." Shiro stopped in her tracks. "Wait- she's a Gifted!"
Young Shiro frowned. "Mommy, I'm not a Gifted. I'm..."
Shiro turned around, facing the girl who stared at Shiro with wide eyes. "You're rude!" The girl said in an accusatory tone, pouting. She was kicking her legs to and fro, sitting on a slender branch that looked like it could snap at any moment- yet it didn't.
Shiro's mum looked very saddened, yet her smile remained. "The well was the entranceway to the world of Ki, the world that is better than ours."
Shiro raised a brow, crossing her arms. "I'm rude?" Shiro asked.
The girl nodded, her pout being replaced by that same chilling grin. "Though, you are very amusing. Did you know that you are very amusing?" The girl inquired. Shiro's face began to burn, turning red.
"There are fields full of grain, rice and flowers..." Her tone was of daydreams, gentle like a spring breeze.
The girl realized how cold Shiro looked, so she stopped grinning, a serious expression upon her face. "You okay there, mouse?" Her tone was gentle. Shiro shook her head. "I'm- I'm cold." Shiro answered timidly, calming down when she nibbled a piece of her croissant. The girl leaped off of the tree, and landed several feet in front of her. "Follow me." She said in a hushed voice.
"The land is rich. Full of lush forests and mountains."
Shiro gladly followed the girl, trusting her completely with her mortal life. The girl turned her head, smiling. "My name is Katrina. My family calls me Kat." Kat said jovially. Shiro smiled back, glad that Kat was being more gentle and friendly. "Shiro," Shiro replied. "By the way, you have a pretty name."
"You do, too. What does it mean?"
"It means 'white'."
"Heh, the color of a mouse-"
"Okay, please calm down, you're sorta kinda maybe freaking me out."
"Sorry..." Kat apologized sheepishly. They stopped, a bush blocking the way. Shiro faced Kat, nonchalant. "So, um, what did you want to show me, exactly?"
Kat shoved Shiro through the thorns, grinning.
Shiro crashed into a stone well, yet a part of it collapsed on her weight, and she began to fall.
Down and down, she continued to fall.
Down and down.
Down and down.
Then she landed with a thump.