The two mountain lions watched as the little wolf trotted toward their lake. She was panting hard and they sensed something was wrong with her. Getting up from their hiding place, they split up and circled to where she had stopped staring at the water.I had no idea where I was, all I knew was I was exhausted, starving and very, very thirsty. I could barely hold my head up, and my tail was between my legs. I had made a huge mistake, and I knew it. The lake shimmered before me, or at least I thought it was water; it was so still, so quiet, maybe it was an illusion. It looked so inviting, so cool and refreshing, it would feel wonderful against my hot, dusty fur and bone-dry throat. I needed to get in there, but for some reason, my legs had stopped working; the bright sunlight dancing on the water's surface held me in a trance, so near and yet so far. I felt the world growing dim, and then I collapsed, my legs buckled, and I slumped to the floor. For a brief moment, I shimmered brightly a
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