chapter eight

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Feeling the sweltering heat behind him, he sped up, his paws pitter-pattering the ground as he ran. He felt himself slip under his own weight, falling, hitting the ground with a thump. He'd tripped over literally nothing- He had to hurry, Quickly, he stood up and ran again, if he warned everyone before it got to camp, maybe he could be forgiven...

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