Child of a Wise Man

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The silver eyes of an unknown animal glow ominously in the darkening night. A scream was heard in the distance and feet padding towards the animal. The animal stepped away from the bushes, though no matter how dark it was, anybody could clearly see what it is, a pure white panther. It bolted in the opposite direction of the loudly stomping, yet quick paced feet. The panther's feet thudded against the grass in it's haste to get away. No light shone and black was all you could see, but mysteriously, the Panther glided through the forest as if it were clear as day. The panther stopped at the largest tree in the forest, it easilly climbed it untill the panther could hear only the rustling of leaves and see no ground, only tree tops and soaring birds. As much as the panther didn't want to, its eyes drifted closed and a dreamless sleep came.

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