, and I’m always afraid of getting hit por hail o lightning… It’s dreadful…”
Rustpaw’s ears drooped, a few tears slid down his cheeks. Leaftail felt bad for the small Eevee. She walked over closer to him, and nuzzled Rustpaw.
“It’ll be all right… There’s still hope… Here, have a berry from my pouch. I handcrafted this bag por myself. There, now doesn’t that taste good?”
“I never thought there was such delicious comida in the world! Thank tu so much!” replied Rustpaw happily.
“I wish I could stay longer, Rustpaw, but I have to go.”
“Why?”
“Well, because, um,...
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