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The challenge of Fuango’s

Chapter I-It began
The innocent children were playing outside in the snow not knowing what danger could be around them.”Get inside now ! you dont know what danger you have put yourselves in ,”screamed mother without hesitation.
Lankin mumbled with confusion, “Whats happening now?”
Mother replied, “Theres no time for me to explain just follow me.”
The screams of baby foxes echoed in the distance as the heavy metal clung together.The bitter wind breathed through the fences and the icy snow stretched over the bumpy hills.Motes of ice dropped from the roofs as Lankin and Dango followed mother up to the bedroom.
Chapter II-Finally they were ready.
Mother pointed to the cupboard in the wardrobe .”Stay in there and follow the path down to the river and you take over from there Lankin,”whispered mother with fear as she locked the door behind them.Ever since they entered the cupboard, fear multiplied through their bodies as Lankin took his first step through the mysterious tunnel.The heavy metal seemed to get closer every minute or even every second.Finally, they were getting closer as they heared the ripples of the water that rung in their ears .
Although Lankin told himself he was going to be ok, he still had doubts about not making it out…
Chapter III-The first stop.
Finally, they made it to the boat.Lankin clammbered onto the boat as he tightly gripped Dango in his arms.In trepidation,Lankin quickly looked around for the boat paddles and grabbed them and began his journey. Squinting his eyes in the light of the five realms sun, the young fox looked around for food but as he looked he found something unexpected . He found a note from his great granfather.
‘I hope you remeber who i am because i remember you when you were a tiny little baby,Lankin. I was the one that built this bpat when iwas your age as i knew this day would once come.Near this note you should find a box that will help you through your journey to safety.’
Frantically,Lankin looked around for the box until he noticed a small brown leather box.He was about to open it until he heared the shouting of the Fuango’s in the distance.Dango squeeled as Lankin grabbed the paddles and started moving the boat.After rowing the boat for almost an hour,Lankin’s arms felt like jelly . Crumbs of ice hung from Dango’s furr as snowflakes fell from the monster like clouds.They finnally reached shore after hours of work.But not after long,they found a moutain that was the only way to safety for just one night .A soft voice approched the boys as they got closer to the top of the mountain.

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