Espia padded through the brisk night that shadowed this land, a bounce was in her step as she walked through the long grass that waved in the light breeze, she roared loudly, the roar echoed through the forest and out the plains. Espia's call was for Rage, she had woken up that morning and fallen asleep again, now... She just didn't know where he was. Espia flopped onto the grass and smiled as the little fire flies buzzed around her orange fur, her tail flicked around. Well... This was good wasn't it! But it would be all the better if Rage was here.
Puddle was in Espia's little pool, watching as the water hit the sand, memories flicked through her head like a lightning storm. "Rain! Watch this!" The young cub called out to her new best friend, "Cool!" Another cub yelled out as she watched Puddle attack a small model of a gazelle. The flashback ended and the nightmare returned.... But, the thing was, the nightmare of life haunted her but she didn't know what it was that haunted her in this life....


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