Flames trotted past the houses, the soft breeze ruffling his fur. Memories of when he was young flashed in his mind, creating sad sparks to erupt in his mind. He lay there. The gentle breeze turned into a large gust of wind, dust and fog swirling in front of him. He gasped, then jumped up. He was in his den; there, with bristled fur and his heart racing. His heart actually started beating slower... After a few minutes, Flames was there on the ground, blood spilling out of his mouth, and his body laying there, bristled. He tried to jerk himself awake, for he couldn't die! He yowled loudly, "Orbit, Eagle, Moonlight! I'm dying..."
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Eagle awoke in the middle of the night to a cry of help, then he briskly ran into the Elder's den. He looked around, watching more blood ooze out of his grandfather's mouth. "Grandma Orbit," He gasped, tears welling in his eyes, "Grandpa Flames is dying!"
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