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Quicksand

have to help him!” They bolted to the edge of the quicksand pit where Bismark continued to wriggle and writhe.

Dawn leaned over the swirling earth and stretched out a paw. “Grab on, Bismark!” she yelled. “Tobin, hold me tight.”

Tobin quickly dug his back claws into the dirt, pressing them into the earth to make sure they wouldn’t move. Then he grabbed onto Dawn’s tail. “I’ve got you,” he told her.

With Tobin’s grip keeping her safe, Dawn reached farther out over the dangerous quicksand. But Bismark still couldn’t grasp her paw.

“I’m a…glug…goner!” he shouted. The sand whirled around him like a tornado, drowning his voice and pulling him lower and lower. Bismark was now covered up to his chest.

“Tobin, we need to get closer!” yelled Dawn.

The pangolin looked down at his claws buried deep in the ground. He needed to yank them forward to get them out and move toward Bismark. But he needed to keep leaning backward if he was going to keep Dawn from falling into the quicksand. The pangolin took a deep breath. Then, very carefully, he wriggled his hind legs until they were free from the earth. “Oof!” Tobin ________

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