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Chapter Three

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“Help! Help me!”

The voice cried out again—more urgent this time.

“It’s coming from that den up ahead!” shouted Dawn, calling back to her friends. Despite her tired limbs and dry throat, the fox continued to race through the trees. But the night’s heat was heavy, and her full speed was not nearly as fast as usual.

“Oh…goodness,” huffed Tobin, trying to keep up.

“Come on Señor Slow-Scales!” Bismark yelled down from the treetops. “Pick up the pace like your buddy Bismark—macho marsupial, glider extraordinaire, flying wonder!”

Despite his thirst and fatigue, Tobin forced his legs to move faster. He raced through the dried brush ________

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