A Tiny Witch's Terrible Temper

Previously

…“I’ll get the Moonpetal,” she whispered to the rustling leaves, her voice filled with a fierce determination. “And then they’ll see.” With a flick of her wrist, Willow conjured a small, glowing orb of light to guide her path. The orb bobbed nervously, as if sensing the storm brewing within its young mistress. Taking a deep breath, she stepped into the deeper woods, the path to the Sunken Meadow now clear in her determined mind. She would show them. She would show them all.