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THE NOCTURNALS

Eeeeee!

Suddenly, a shrill shriek pierced the air. The trio looked at one another in alarm.

“Was that you, my parched pangolino?” asked Bismark. “You have been known to emit strange sounds…but I haven’t heard that one before.”

“Oh goodness, no,” replied Tobin. The pangolin blushed. He did have an active rear, tooting from time to time and letting out a potent, defensive odor when he got scared. But this time, Tobin had not done a thing. “It really wasn’t me,” he said.

“Then what was it?” asked Bismark.

The sugar glider and the pangolin turned to Dawn. She always seemed to know the answer to unusual questions like this. But even the fox looked confused. She took a step forward and studied the land. Then, with pricked ears and a craned neck, she listened more closely.

The scream-like sound came right from the clearing—not far from where they stood. But there was no trace of anyone there. So where, they all wondered, had it come from?

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