Emerald Leaves

A cool autumn breeze rustled the woods around Needle's village, making the trees sway in the breeze. In a way, it almost made the entire forest seem alive. Of course, Needle already knew that trees were alive. He'd be the most idiotic Jamaaian in the village if he didn't.

WIP, I'm just posting this for now since I'm writing and doing homework at the same time (I DO get things done! :P)