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Lunatoke gasped for breath, alternating between a combination of limping and running, and walking. She couldn't stop quite yet; she wasn't sure whether the flames were still behind her. And plus, she needed to find shelter.

As if an immediate answer to her prayers, she came upon a section of the rock wall she was running parallel to that had a sort of roof overhang to it. That would certainly do nicely.

To be safe, Lunatoke shifted into Optime form and tested the rock's sturdiness; didn't want it to come crashing down on her head. The rock was sturdy, and flat. All she had to do was find some leaves and she'd have a makeshift shelter. Lunatoke looked around. The only bunch of trees around her were a couple of miles away. Lunatoke shifted into Secui form. If she was going to make a shelter, she was going to have to do it now.

Lunatoke ran faster in her Secui form, but she was still ragged from the great amount of miles she had run away from the flames. Her friends, her mentor... what had happened to them?

Lunatoke shook her head, ridding herself of such thoughts. No need to brood on the past; focus on the present and everything would be fine. At least, she hoped so.

Fortunately, the leaves hanging from the trees were just soft enough. If Lunatoke tried, she could certainly sleep on them. All of her problems were fixed for exactly one and a half seconds until her stomach growled. Loudly.

Lunatoke snarled to herself. Food! Food, of course! How could she be so stupid? She smelled the air. She really couldn't smell anything but some berries and a rabbit or two. She sighed. Looks like she really was going to have to start all over again.

It was hard trying to be quiet when Lunatoke was so tired. She felt like she was cracking every stick in the jungle. After a bit, she realized she was too tired to hunt a rabbit. So, she settled with just the berries for tonight. Using her Optime form, she picked some of the berries off a nearby bush and wrapped them in some leaves from one of the trees. They weren't poisonous; she couldn't smell the faint bitter odor that always wafted from poisonous plants and animals.

After the berries were firmly wrapped in the leaves, Lunatoke shifted back into Lupus form and picked up the bundle gently with her teeth. She walked this time, afraid to collapse in the middle of nowhere and have it rain on her.

Finally, she got back to the little roof. Lunatoke turned back into Optime form (getting tired of all the shifting) and unwrapped the berries, setting the leaves into a bedlike pile. She ate the leaves, staring at the sunrise. Lunatoke yawned. How long had she been running?

After the berries were well and gone, Lunatoke went Lupus again, and plopped down on her small pile of leaves. Her last thought was that she hoped she wasn't on the territory of a hostile tribe; that would really be ugly.


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