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Trapped

“Don’t worry, Cora!” called Tobin, clawing the earth. “We’re coming!”

“Oui, we’re coming!” echoed Bismark, still perched on his rock. But even the sugar glider could not just stand there and watch, knowing that it was Cora in need. And so, with a wave of his flaps, Bismark finally made his way forward and landed next to his fellow Brigade-mates. “Mademoiselle Cora!” he said, yelling over his digging friends. “Have no fear! I, Bismark, savior of the night, rescuer of wombats, am here! I shall save you!” And then he joined his friends…flicking a tiny bit of dirt with a single toe.

“I can see her!” Tobin cried as he and Dawn broke through the last of the dirt. They jumped through the opening and descended into the den.

“Cora!” Tobin clawed through a scratchy patch of tumbleweed and, at last, reached the wombat. Breathless, the pangolin bent down beside her. “Are you okay?” he asked.

The wombat could only sputter in reply. But it took just one look at her to know the answer. Her body was trembling, and her ribcage showed through her skin. Tobin wondered when she last had food or a drink.

Gently, the pangolin held Cora’s face in his paws. Then he unfurled his long tongue and carefully ________

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