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She stared for a beat, then took a step forward, enticed by the opening tucked in the hillock. She didn’t take more than a few steps when a voice arrested her. Shenanigans jumped a little at the rumble of it, caught off guard. She giggled at herself as her eyes clapped on a large, lanky wolf covered in a patchwork of faded pink marks.

He told her a monster had once lived in the cave. If he meant to warn her, his words had the opposite effect. Shenanigans’s eyes flew wide and she suddenly made a beeline toward the entryway. She rocketed across the foyer, the air inside cooler and stuffier than outdoors.

I love monsters! she shouted, her voice echoing off the surrounding walls as she spun on her heel and darted back to peek at the stranger from the doorway. Are you a monster? she wondered, eyeing his scarred features with intrigue.