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Character Dimensions in Inches, Including Tail: 2 x 1.5 x 3.5

Shayla's story is the second perspective from a three part story involving 3 different mice.
Part one can be read here:
Part three can be read here:

The fairy mouse Shayla flew through the holiday air on soft feathered wings. Diving low to smell the stuffing, flying high for pumpkin pie. The scents of cranberry swirled seductively nearest the fireplace whilst the back door draft, cool and icy was rich with fragrant pine tree.
From Shayla's airborne perspective not a bit of space in the cozy little house had been spared the aromas of Christmas. Gliding through the invisible clouds of scents was one of Shayla's favorite holiday traditions. Sure there were fairy mouse chores that needed doing, but before visiting each little mouse house and sprinkling her magical blessings, she liked to tour the giant's homes.
Mice were the grandest animals it was known, but the giants sure knew how to cook.
Wings fluttering quickly, she hovered in space and stared at the outside-in tree. Adorned with gleaming, jewel like baubles and long strands of glossy beads it looked as if every branch had been kissed by the holiday spirit. The room lights were turned low, the fire place flames flickered, casting a warm orange glow and shifting shadows over the tree. It was beautiful.
Shayla sighed, happy, her favorite fairy mouse duties were the holiday related ones. Summer was lovely and winter was nice, everything coated in a slick gloss of ice but cozy Christmas and all of it's delicious aromas and beautiful decorations were her favorite.
The only thing that could make this room nicer.... Shalya blinked her dark eyes, wiggled her little pink nose and with a quick mid-air twirl, feather wings blurring with the speed, her little white body seemed to glitter, shimmering with the force of her power as she whispered "Lights."
The tree came to life. The magical glow of lights glittered between the branches. A simple feat for a fairy mouse, and wouldn't the giants be surprised when they came out of their deliciously scented kitchen.
But they weren't the only ones.
Shayla flew closer to the tree, silently hovering in the air and watched the little mouse below. So similar to herself but worlds apart. He of the earthly plane and she of the other side, where fairies dwell. If it were not for her magical wings they could be family, the resemblance was so striking. Shalya glanced down at the sparkling, residual effects of her magic, still faintly covering her otherwise white furry body. Well, almost family, distant cousins at the very least.
Broken from her meandering thoughts by the loud voices and thundering feet of the giants in the other room Shayla shook herself from her daydreams.
The little mouse down below, sleeping peacefully, clutching the golden bell Christmas ornament was completely unaware of his surroundings. The giants thumped closer, heavy feet smacking heavily against the floorboards in the way that giant's walked.
Shayla wiggled her tail, body once more drawing power from the reservoir of fairy magic, glittering in the soft lights of the Christmas tree. She spun once more and the little golden bell let loose from the tree branch it hung on. The sleeping mouse awoke with a start, blinking in bewilderment. Sitting dazed on the floor in the shadow of the prettily decorated outside-in tree, his golden bell treasure rolling away with the gentle assistance of Shayla and her fairy mouse magic.
The earthly mouse instinctively followed, away from the tree and prying eyes of the giants. Already their loud voices exclaimed over the mystery of the tree lights blazing.
Shalya smiled, perfectly pleased with herself and her fairy mouse duties, as the pink tail, so much like her own disappeared from sight, chasing the little golden bell.
There was no chance of the giants seeing her, at most their eyes might catch an extra sparkle near the tree top, they'd think it a trick of the eye.
Shayla flew away through cinnamon scented air, a holiday job well done for a little fairy mouse. Indeed.

LOTS more photos of Shayla can be seen at:

Character Dimensions in Inches, Including Tail: 2 x 1.5 x 3.5
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Shayla the Fairy Mouse