Silvertip Mountain Wishful thinking

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[size=xx-large]Mason darted off but it didn’t take long for his larger Uncle with longer legs to catch up to him. Mason grunted with effort as he sped away, but he found that within a minute his leg was almost snatched from underneath him. “Noooo!” he squealed again, gleefully, his heart laughing in cadence with his voice. Stumbling, Mason found his paws and ploughed onwards into a thicket of trees, hoping to lose his Uncle in this elaborate game of tig. [/size]
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Try as he might, he never did quite throw Sted off; they were together all day, just as they would be from now on as co-leaders. Mason would soon come to realise that he wouldn’t have it any other way.[/size]