Literature
The Danger of Hodgehegs
Ow. If her mother were there, the young doe might have cried for sympathy but since she was alone, she just scowled at the spiky little animal that had hurt her nose when she touched it. It responded by curling into a ball. She tried prodding it again, but it simply served to make her nose sting again. It did roll a little way across the grass, and Nuala flicked her ears forward in interest. Rolling? How did he do that! She couldn’t roll.
She watched the prickly creature for a few minutes until it finally uncurled and set off on it’s merry way. Nuala trotted after it, ignoring the baleful look the animal gave her. She was having