Edward sped through the trees swiftly, the wind cool and pleasant on his face. Soon he was in Mt. Rainier National Park. He brought himself to an abrupt halt and crouched when he heard a mountain lion prowling nearby. He heard the sound of the soil beneath its paws as it lumbered through the undergrowth. It was close, and he knew if it got any closer it would sense him too. He began slowly stalking his prey. Closer and closer…he could see it now. It had climbed up a árbol and was sitting alertly on a low branch. It was going to be all too easy. As he prepared himself for the huge pounce, something...
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