Once upon a time, in late March, Silky heard a knock at her door. Could treats have been delivered? she thought. No she hadn't ordered any yet. She went to the door and wondered who it could be. When she opened the door she found her best friend Noah.
"How are you this morning Silky?" he inquired.
"Splendid." she replied with a grin. "How is your farm?"
"Dreadful," he whined. "I keep losing whole fields. I am finding I am missing animals too."
"How awful," she gasped.
"What animals have you lost?"
"Mostly pigs and sheep but what I find strange are the fields."
Silky's ears perked at the sound of strange. She knew a new adventure awaited.
"What were the fields like?"
"Like ash. It was like someone had burned them."
Silky thought a moment. She had heard of strange creatures that could breathe fire but had never seen one or heard of them burning fields. She felt she must see the fields herself.
"I wonder," she asked anxiously. "May I see the fields?"
"That's why I came to see you."
So the two friends left to look at Noah's farm.
It was just as Noah had described. The field had been reduced to piles of black sand. Either the village kids played an elaborate trick or magical fire was involved.
"Have any of the kids threatened tricks lately?" Silky asked.
Noah thought a moment. "Not for a month now, since you stopped them."