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"My you make a lot of noise when you run." Talon chided. "Catch your breath. We're almost there." Les fell back onto the grass again and heaved a sigh, wondering again where they were going. When her breathing finally slowed to about normal, she got up. And went to where the fox was.
"Are you going to tell me where we're going?" Talon giggled at her then spun off the stump onto the path in a graceful leap.
"This way. And be quiet." Was all she said and sauntered down the path at a normal pace. Les climbed over the fallen log and followed her. Soon they were once again swallowed up by the darkness of the wood. They walked on in silence, leaving daylight behind.  

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