May We Live In The Forest » by Lady Eldaelen
They spread out like the morning mist, melting among the trees and blending into the shadows. A pause as they settled, and then a sharp, trilling whistle. An answering call from across the east ridge. Roy searched for movement in the flowers. He hadn't heard that call in years. Drabble-y FMA AU in the Eyrewood. Yeah, I don't know what this is, either.
K, English, Adventure, chapters: 7, words: 5k+, updated: 6/29 published: 1/9/2019