Story with no repeats
Emily opened her violet eyes and turned around. Hazy mist surrounded Mackintosh Forest. Natural music of creatures floated into ears of many listeners. It sounded better to listen with eyes closed. There was something going on. But what, no one knew. That’s why she was here. Solving mysteries, a definite talent. Always came easily. Several mammals were found dead about four days ago. Hiwatari picked through the dense bushes, passing boundaries. After glancing down, some animal paw prints were discovered. Standing up, followed tracks deeper into fog. Ten minutes later, fogginess ended; investigator ran forth. Magnificent rock formations towered over her. Small, callused hands moved over the glowing surface. Strong scents clear –sharp. Thus, secrets resolved. Mounds, full with poison. Individuals eating it, hoping for tastes of minerals. All simple, obvious; being poisoned. Em went back home. Ready, explaining destruction toward living things. Now people could sleep, knowing mishap wasn’t human faulting.