When They Want (Not When Told) [Adder]

Abbigail was enjoying the last of the green. Autumn was upon them and the trees and bushes of the gardens were loosing their summer colors. There was a little alcove she had found years before. It was out of the way; a dead end in the maze. It had probably been set up for a resting area with its stone benches and overhanging tree branches. It created a nice place to rest and see the colors change.

The little blonde had made a point of going to the nook every time the season changed. Watching the trees bud and flower and turn colors was always entertaining. Usually she would bring a book or homework, but this time she just sat there on the cold stone bench.

A light rustling of the bush leaves had her looking around. It sounded low to the ground. Probably a squirrel or another small animal. A moment later, an orange kitten stalked through the bushes, chasing a cricket it looked like. Abby stifled a giggle at the little feline. A bit of her laughter escaped, but all it did was turn the kitten's attention to her.

Or rather, her swinging legs. Abby kept up her rhythm as the kitten started to stalk towards her. She had enough experience to stay silent so as not to scare the animal.