Lost Creek Hollow A hollow place

The answer she gave was simple. She invited him to come closer so that she might explain what she was talking about. Stormpup eyed her with one lifted paw. Hesitation didn’t settle well in his belly. He didn’t wish to be someone who turned away from the unknown.

Pale legs carried him nearer. She rolled to her back and pointed up to what she described as being a rabbit. She was even able to point out the head, the ears, and the nose. Stormpup lifted his head back and squinted sharply against the bright light. He couldn’t figure out what she saw. The longer he stared, the more frustration bubbled within him.

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