Bad Day

Simon sped through the trees, laughing as the wind whipped his hair back. The air flew down his throat in large gulped and filled his body with an energy that he had to let out.
With anotehr cry of joy he leapt from a small ledge and landed on a smooth patch of land. Finally slowing down, he leaned against a small tree and panted, still grinning.
Most of the trees around him now were very large, as opposed to the smaller ones that grew farther back. I must have been running for a while, he thought. To have made it this deep.
Pushing off from the tree and spun around, looking at everything he could. Wanting to take it all in.
It was then that he spotted a girl sitting in one of the trees. He waved, and his smiled widened.
'Hello there.'

He jogged foreward to the bottom of the tree and looked up through the branches at her. Wow, she's good at climbing, he thought to himself, and chortled under his breath.
'Mind if I come up? Or do you claim this tree as your own?' He chuckled.

((hope you don't mind me joining in....just tell me if you want me to leave...))

Ietez sat up in a tree eating an apple. The juices were dripping down his lip as he heard something crashing through the underbrush. He poked his head down and saw the flash pass by. "heh...always running." He jumped to the next branch starting to follow the flash and then started to move and an unmatchable pace and ran after him. he stopped on a tree and grabbed the brak and watched him as he started to talk to something in the trees. Ietez peered down at him and finally settled down listening to what he could hear and pulling out an apple and bit into it.

Simon blinked and turned to face the direction she was looking.
Taking a few steps back so he could see her more clearly he asked, 'Um...who are you talking t?' He smiled, 'You wouldn't happen to have an imaginary friend, would you?'

He raised an eyebrow, then turned back to where they'd been looking. He opened his mind and reached out, seeing if he sensed another one.
Sure enough, a little ways away, in one of the trees he felt someones mind. 'It's a boy,' he said, more to himself than to the girl. Glancing to her he asked, 'May I know your name? I'll need something to call you by if we're ever to become friends.' He chuckled.