For a moment Poppy just stood and stared, trying to take in the scene before her. Six empty bins sat on a long table. There was nothing else in the room. One question kept popping up again and again in her mind.
Where in the Realm are my wildflower seeds?
She began to dart around the room like a hungry hummingbird. From one corner to another she flew. Then she circled over, under, and into the empty bins. She finally checked under the table. There wasn’t so much as a single seed anywhere.
She landed and stared blindly at the floor. Though she didn’t move, her mind was in a whirl. How could hundreds of seeds just disappear?
She’d been looking at the floor for a while when she noticed a series of marks. They weren’t complete footprints. She kept the shed too clean for any dust to collect. But there were a few scuff marks here and there. She got the impression they were made by a bigger creature than she was. But she couldn’t tell what it might be.
A bird perhaps? Or maybe a rodent? There were endless possibilities. Every creature in the Fairy Realm knew it was Poppy who scattered the wildflower seeds in the meadow.
She stepped outside and began to walk the length of the branch the shed sat on. When she reached the tree trunk, she moved to the branch below and then the branch below that. Still looking for clues, she finally ended up on the ground where she began to walk in circles around the tree. She gradually moved farther and away. She was about to begin one final round when she heard a sound.