username:
teddy.
name:
Lillian
gender:
Female
who is their best friend?:
Lillian's best friend is the forest. She loves the way the sun dapples through the leaves onto her fur, how the grass sticks up between her pads. The forest is always there to listen when she's hurting or scared, the soft branches of her favorite bush engulfing her in a comforting hug. The forest provides for her a place to sleep and eat and run and play. The stream running through it gives Lillian a cool place to rest her weary paws in the evening, and once the sun has gone down she gives a kiss to the oldest tree in the forest- an ancient pine- and promises to return the next day. She pretended not to hear the whispers when she was young and still in school. Horrible rumors about a crazy girl who practically lived in the forest. How she hunted her own food and could jump from tree to tree. But Lillian would never betray a friend, even in the midst of all of the madness. She still visited every day to kiss the pine and run through the long grass and leaf litter. Even when a big corporation purchased the land. Even as the trees began to disappear. Even when the oldest tree in the forest- an ancient pine- fell to the ground with a rumbling crash. But Lillian knew it wouldn't last. The spirit of the forest still lived, hanging on to life like a cat on a motivational poster clinging to a tree branch. Lillian didn't believe in magic until the tree saplings started popping up. Just as fast as they could dig them up the tree saplings would reappear, gone one night and back by morning. Hundreds of tiny plants thriving with life, sitting undisturbed in the recently tilled land. Eventually, the company gave up trying to develop the land and sold it to the city to start a new forest. Lillian fought her way to the front of the committee in no time, and the new forest was started with a tiny pine sapling planted right in the middle. A filled in stream was dug back out to let the water flow. And slowly, day by day, Lillian's best friend came back. Trees to her waist. Small animals nibbling here and there. And in the center of it all, a sturdy young pine tree that stood above the rest of the young plants, standing strongly and expectantly, waiting for a kiss.