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I ran along the group, my paws hitting the dead leaves and damp earth. It was almost pleasant if it didn't smell so strange in here. You could tell this wasn't a regular forest.
"Let's camp here," Regan spoke as we found ourselves in a small clearing. The ground was relatively even and we were surrounded by walls of thick shrubbery and trees. We were definitely deep enough into the forest that someone from outside wouldn't be able to see our fire.
The group nodded simultaneously, all looking exhausted. I couldn't blame them. I was exhausted. It had been one f*****g long day.
Ash let herself fall down on a rotten stump as Aspen unloaded the horses. Curiously, he searched the saddlebags and whooped loudly. "Look!" he cheered, conjuring a long dried sausage from the bag. "There are one
