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For the second time that day, the little red wolf woke up with a start. When she turned to look up at the skies, she saw that they were dark. It was still night, but the faint fingertips of morning reached out among the clouds, touching the skies with majestic purples and reds. Yawning aloud, she picked herself up and was determined to continue her search when she realized where she was. This was no longer Rising Sun Valley but rather a different paradise altogether. The earth felt different here. Even the air had changed. Surveying the land, she could see pools of water shimmering with what little light reached the ground. There in between all the pools was a giant snake of a creek. It waters were like precious stones, and she found her dry mouth allured by the promise of relief. Momentarily forgetting her search for the big, black wolf, she brought herself close to the edge and dipped her head in for a drink. Her coat gleamed a vibrant red, which seemed to upset the dominant silver in the area. She did not care. She wanted to be found. |