What happens when the Cheshire loses its flare? What if Wonderland was turned upside down?
|The wind felt smooth against Cheshire's back as she laid on the treetop. Her eyes opened as she heard the murmurs of the flowers that laid below her. Pidder padder went the rain against the ground causing puddles to form. An eerie sense filled the cold night air and Cheshire could feel the uneasiness from her paws to the tip of her tail.
"My... My... What brings the flowers to my tree?" Cheshire purred tiredly as she peered down at the flowers with round teal eyes filled with curiosity.