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Brush Fire 2I follow my nose, searching for the flames. All i can smell is smoke, and the heat of the jungle rising.
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I follow my nose, searching for the flames. All i can smell is smoke, and the heat of the jungle rising.
I expect for the heat to scorch my pelt, but it doesn't. Then, I hear a strangled cry.
"Help me! Please!" the call makes my stomach churn with pity. I hurry to the sound, looking for it origin. Then I see a large silver wing flop through the trees and down the the ground. A winged lion falls out of a tree, crushing the undergrowth at the base. I wait for him to get up, but he doesn't move.
I roar, attempting to get his attention, but still to no avail. His wing looks injured from from the fall, so i leap to his side, trying to help.
"Get up, please get up." I murmur to myself. His eyes flutter open, then shut again. A curse leaves my mouth, so I try to hoist him to my back. Fortunately he isn't that heavy, so I am able to carry him- albeit slowly- through the jungle.
"Almost there." I whisper. But our route is suddenly cut short by a 40 foot wall of flame. Why couldn't I feel it? I