Tossing the pie behind her, she climbed the tall willow reaching her hammock. Fox grabbed a long spear and began sharpening the tip. "It's getting dark." She called down to Rose. "Either climb up high somewhere or take cover-" Fox continued. "Cuz it's about to go down." The girl whispered, climbing higher into the tree, her red hi-tops snapping a small branch. @
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