《the chamber of renewal》Aszomog
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Aszomog knows the way to the cave.
Aszomog takes the short way through the big thick trees.
Aszomog is extra fast in trees the solid wood does not break.
Aszomog is not on the dirt no tracks for the other to find.
The other is almost nose blind he will not smell the trunks.
Aszomog is near the big tree.
Aszomog is home in the biggest tree.
Aszomog is careful jumping, smalls don't fall.
Aszomog stops high in the biggest tree.
Aszomog is still quiet, listening.
The other is far, still yelling smashing the broken house.
Aszomog finds the small big sack.
Aszomog gathers important things from the sleeping place.
Aszomog finds smoke squirrels.
Aszomog finds wrinkle fruit.
Aszomog is still quiet, listening.
The other is moving to the big thick trees.
Aszomog snuffles the smalls still holding on to the back fur.
Heather is sad quiet, looking around.
Henry is hiding inside Henry, ok for now.
Aszomog finds the smasher.
Aszomog finds the object that does.
Aszomog puts all inside the small big sack.
Aszomog snuffles the sleeping place.
Aszomog found all the important things.
Aszomog placed the small big sack on the neck.
Aszomog drops down the trunk of the biggest tree.
Aszomog uses branches to go safe, the smalls don't fall.
Aszomog runs on root, no prints.
Aszomog is extra fast in trees the solid wood does not break. Aszomog is not touching the dirt, no prints.
Aszomog is at the tall sharp grass.
Heather is tired she has been holding on to Asmo's fur all the way from the house. She did not know that Asmo lived in old Woden's gallows. His tree fort was only some branches woven and grown together. Heather liked it anyway she loved Asmo.
It should have been fun to ride with Asmo but she only feels a little less sad. Heather feels like she will be sad forever.
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Asmo is running in the grass now. His pace is so smooth maybe she won't fall if she sleeps she's so tired. Asmo's fur is so soft. Henry has long since been asleep but Heather was trying to hold him.
Aszomog slows down the little finger gripping less in the fur.
Aszomog snuffles the smalls, sleeping.
Aszomog is still quiet, listening.
The other is moving in the big trees, he is slow.
Aszomog hates.
Aszomog moves only quickly not fast there is time.
Aszomog moves smooth, the smalls do not fall.
Aszomog smells a little jumping grass eater, the smalls will eat.
Aszomog adjusted the path to the little jumping grass eater.
Aszomog grabs the little jumping grass eater.
Aszomog makes it is dead before it can even be afraid.
Aszomog does not slow down with little jumping grass eater.
Aszomog puts little jumping grass eater in the small big sack.
Aszomog is quite still listening.
The other is not making noise.
Aszomog points ears at the big thick trees.
Aszomog focuses, grass, wind, smalls breathing, birds.
Aszomog focuses, heart beat, breathing, quite birds.
Aszomog found the other.
The other is still far, he did not find the biggest tree. The other is only powerful and dangerous not smart.
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