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The sun was out in its full glory, casting its shimmering rays across the horizon, scorching the earth and raising temperatures all around.

In the woods, it was worse because there was no shelter but most of the wildlife didn’t mind and still carried themselves about. Birds flew, called and sang, perching atop branches of trees and surrounding hills while crickets chirped amidst varying sounds from different unseen creatures that filled the air as they wandered and basked at home in their habitat.

Inara was not faring well. The forest wasn’t her element and under the heat of the sun, she was strapped to a dying tree with scan