DawnPelt stood, frozen in fear. Heat from the forest fire dragging her fur down, smoke filling her lungs.
From somewhere behind her a branch snapped, pulling her back to reality. "DAWNPELT, MOVE, YOUR GOING TO GET HURT!" Screamed her best-friend, AppleEye. She turned, her eyes burning, she took a step towards her friend, then stopped. "I- I dont" she stamered "theres no time, we need to leave. NOW!"
She nooded. Suddenly she heard a snap from above, looking up she saw a branch falling. "APPLE-"