As Badger was running along the creek’s edge he found a hole, a hole in the edge of some tall rocks. He peered ever so slightly inside. The darkness was blacker than night so he called “hello” rather than go inside. He heard no reply. Again he called out. No reply.
Too scared to go in alone, he went to get his friend, Rabbit. Rabbit peeked inside and called “hello”. His hello bounced off the walls and back to him.
“Let’s go in,” Badger suggested.
“Are you sure?” Rabbit questioned.
“What ya looking at?”
Badger and Rabbit jumped and turned around. There stood Zach and Rose, the twin skunks, peering around Badger and Rabbit into the tunnel’s opening.
“We don’t know. Wanna go in?” replied Rabbit.
“Sure,” Zach and Rose said eagerly at the same time. All four began to tip toe into the hole in the rocks. Slowly they snuck. Their eyes began to adjust to the darkness.
“How far are we gonna go?” asked Rose. Before they could answer, the sound of giggling brought them to an abrupt halt.
The giggling bounced around the rocks. In a flickering light they took a few more steps and they could see a fire in a fireplace and books lining wooden shelves, a table with two chairs and a steaming teapot sitting atop.
“And who are you?” came a giggling voice. They turned at the same time and stood staring at two foxes, a boy and a girl.
“Come in!” they offered.
Slowly the group stepped inside.
“I am Milley and this is Butch, my brother.”
“So sorry to intrude,” said Badger.
“Oh, it’s quite alright. Quite. We would love to have our first visitors. We just moved here from over the mountain,” said Butch the fox.
“Friends! We love new friends!” cried Milley.
It was no time at all til they all became the best of friends. Sometimes it can be hard to make new friends in a new place, so Rabbit and Badger try extra hard to make newcomers feel welcome.
Michelle Gill is a writer, barista, trail walker sometimes runner, disc golfer's wife, Jesus lover, book collector, mama, and old house explorer. Learn more about her story on her website www.maceyhollow.com.
Tales of Macey Hollow
In Macey Hollow moss and trees cover the mountains that surround the hollow. Bumbling waters flow down the creek and over rocks. There are homes in the ground, in the rocks, in the trees, and in their trunks.