Werebudgie

2194 – Chicole Village Fletch ran out along the rickety old ladders swung between their window and the start of the fort – it was definitely a fort, no matter what Cub said – and dived in through its window, tumbling on the hard wooden boards. “Fletch! Fletch, come back! I didn’t mean it!” But Fletch was past listening. Who wanted their face smeared with make up? Cub should know that by now, but that school – her friends – Fletch wasn’t their dumb little test slate. Picking splinters from her arm, she ran out the door and across the bridges between the different trees that made up