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Finley went one way, and then another, causing Fox's brow to move upward. Then, suddenly, Finley stopped still and stared at the ground. This time, Fox was close enough that she could pick up on the rattling noise. “It what?” she asked excitedly, taking a step closer and trying to see what her friend was looking at. She still couldn't see anything but the grass and the earth, but maybe Fin's eyes were keener than her own. “Do you see anything?” Fox's own grey eyes squinted in the afternoon light, hoping that it would somehow make seeing the thing easier.