Squirrel's heartbeat slowed, until it stopped.
everything went cold.
Stars glimmered before Squirrel.
Am I dead? She wondered.
A cat stepped down in front of her.
"Puddle!" She mewed.
"Squirrel." Puddle said, "You are dead."
"What?!" Squirrel squeaked.
"But it is not your time." Puddle soothed.
"You will be going back compleatly healed."
Warmness returned.
Squirrel opened her eyes and stood up.
"I'm healed." She mumbled and sprinted back to camp.
(G2G)












