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After running in the woods, playing her favorite game, (which was pretending to be chased by puckoos) Libby stops dead in her tracks. Right in front of her, a very large tree stood, which she would've run into had she not slowed down. The water trickling she heard a few feet back had stopped. She always made sure she could see light behind her, and now it was certainly dimmer. She looks down, noticing the dead grass beneath her paws. In every other direction it was lush, green, and scattered with trees, much thinner than the one in front of her. She now saw that the tree was dead, and most of it's lower branches had fallen, or were cut of long ago. Looking up a bit, she sees a gap in the canopy, likely the cause of the dead grass. Libby notices a pink polka-dotted cloth, the perfect size for a headband, draped over one of the remaining branches. Not wanting to stay there much longer, she hastily jumps up and grabs it with her mouth, immediately turning back to The Nook. She runs back at full speed, praying there were no yittles behind her. She tumbles out of the trees with the cloth in her mouth and a shaken expression. She spent the rest of the day in the library, reading up on nothing, because she only wanted to sit there, wondering about the forest.
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After running in the woods, playing her favorite game, (which was pretending to be chased by puckoos) Libby stops dead in her tracks. Right in front of her, a very large tree stood, which she would've run into had she not slowed down. The water trickling she heard a few feet back had stopped. She always made sure she could see light behind her, and now it was certainly dimmer. She looks down, noticing the dead grass beneath her paws. In every other direction it was lush, green, and scattered with trees, much thinner than the one in front of her. She now saw that the tree was dead, and most of it's lower branches had fallen, or were cut of long ago. Looking up a bit, she sees a gap in the canopy, likely the cause of the dead grass. Libby notices a pink polka-dotted cloth, the perfect size for a headband, draped over one of the remaining branches. Not wanting to stay there much longer, she hastily jumps up and grabs it with her mouth, immediately turning back to The Nook. She runs back at full speed, praying there were no yittles behind her. She tumbles out of the trees with the cloth in her mouth and a shaken expression. She spent the rest of the day in the library, reading up on nothing, because she only wanted to sit there, wondering about the forest.
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6/15