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Vin of the Jungle
by Pirate Turner
He ran through the forest with his animal brothers racing and flying all around him. Even the aloof panthers accompanied them this night. The full moon was their guide as they ran to the shore. When they neared the last trees, he flipped into the air and landed on a branch. He climbed to the top and looked out from her leafy head. Chills raced through Vin at the sight of the strange clouds. The pale people from his father baboon's book were coming. None would dare to snooze this night for all knew that doom would soon befall them.
The End