Woooh, beware! Tis me again! Woohooo…
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A week had passed since Pinta and Specter had changed species. Pinta had continued to assure Specter that there was someone that could turn them back; she just had to find them. Specter, on the other hand, thought that finding one single person in an entire world was a bit… difficult.
They were walking again, in a northerly direction. Specter, indifferent, trotting sullenly behind, Pinta in front. The only thing that Specter cared about was getting as far away from people as possible… a thing he knew was ending.
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Spike trudged through the never changing scenery, occasionally smacking some random thing with a stick.
Jimmy ran behind, screaming at every insect that came within view.
Spike sighed, hitting a bush in front of him particularly hard. An angry Pipochi launched out, scowling, and landed on his usual place atop Jimmy's shoulder.
"Always thought that thing ate Jimmy's brain…" Spike thought, looking behind him…
But he didn't just see Jimmy…
There, in the mud, were two sets of paw prints. A larger one, and a smaller one, both heading north. Spike took a deep breath, turned, and flipped on his walkie-talkie.
Things were about to get a lot worse.
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Pinta woke from her nap. Weak moonlight was streaming down… but she didn't need the light to realize that Specter wasn't there. Getting up, she spotted where he had been, curled up in a bed made of dead and damp leaves. The wind blew, sending a bitter cold through her that she hadn't noticed before…
Winter was coming at an alarming rate.
Pinta raised her nose in the air, trying to tell where he was…
Downwind was all she could think…
She trotted in the opposite direction of the breeze, hunching her back against the freezing prickles the wind caused…
She broke through the last thin scattering of trees into a small meadow, the tall grass almost like water in the pale light. And right in the middle was Specter, perched on a large flat rock, right in the middle, his head in his paws.
Pinta felt sorry for him… During the attack of the mountain lion her flute had somehow become lost, and now their only hope of becoming monkeys again was her brother, whom she knew as well as Specter was like a needle in a haystack.
She sat next to the rock, looking up at Specter as he continued to sulk… the moonlight making his fur shine with every color of the rainbow.
"Yes?" Specter sighed, half opening one eye.
"Just wondering where you were…"
"Well you don't have to wonder anymore…"
He turned over as he said this, so that all Pinta could see was his back.
Something rustled…
Pinta turned around in a full circle before taking a breath… If it was a big cat again, she didn't think Specter or her could be able to fight it off…
Suddenly there was a bang like thunder, and something whizzed through the air. It scared Specter enough to send him hurtling over the edge of the rock as another bullet whipped past.
As long as they stayed behind that rock, they were safe… for the moment…
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0.o… I need to stop making so many cliffhangers… Muhahahahaha!