Dedicated to my family and friends for supporting me, and Maya for helping me with the story.
Sometimes a change of perspective is all it takes to see the light.
Sapling broke through the last line of berry bushes, scattering the tiny blackberries as she shook out her fur, some still clinging stubbornly to her pelt. She growled and took a bite into the first hard berry. “Why is it so SOUR?” Fern moaned. A blackberry piece slipped out of her beak and bounced across the dirt. “And HARD. Did I mention they were hard?” Sapling didn’t reply, too busy staring at the mountain range brightened by the starry sky. A huge waterfall cascaded down the slopes, bubbling into a large lake.
“Well… guess we made it.” Dove’s familiar face popped out of the bushes, her beak covered in juice dripping onto her silvery white fur. Joining Sapling, she briefly looked at the large expanses of farmland, and then went back to gazing at the small, cozy brick and wood cottage. “Is that a library?” she asked, gesturing towards a shed. “It’s a garden shed.” Fern said. “It actually is a library,” a griffin said as they stepped out of the long grass. “Welcome to my home, everyone! My name is Alpine.” Her fur was even lighter than Dove’s, and her large wings gleamed like icicles in the starlight, with eyes the deepest blue Sapling had ever seen.