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Terris nestled against the stone wall and shivered. Wind swept through the ruins and chilled the elf down to her bones. She had underestimated the winter cold of the hills. The valley, just miles away, was so much warmer. Anticipating similar weather, she brought only her simple cloak for warmth. Her teeth chattered by the time the stars glowed in the sky. Plenty of wooden planks littered the crumbling fortress, and her magic made setting them alight easy. But even the fire’s warmth felt inadequate against the bitter gale. Rubbing her arms and pouting, she glanced at her satchel. “Cold. Alone. Sitting on a hard floor

Roger scurried about between cabinets full of fine dining wares. He rushed back and forth from them to the table in the center of the room, where he had stacked all manner of silver eating utensils and fancy drinking glasses. Gin sat on the couch up against the wall and watched the manic rabbit. Snickering, the green and black coyote shook his head. “You really shouldn’t get so worked up. We’ve done more catering jobs than I can count. This one isn’t any different,” Gin said. “Are you nuts?” Roger asked, doing a quick count of the glasses as he placed them on a tray. “Catering the don&

The setting sun cast streaks of red and orange across the ocean as three figures flew away from a nearby island. Spyro, a purple dragon with orange wings and horns, glided above the dark waves. Atop him sat X’hutoa, a bright green coyote with black hair and eyes. Flying beside the two was Chaith, a white feline with blue stripes on her face, who bore angelic wings on her back. X’hutoa held aloft the prize they had won on the island during their latest adventure. “Here it is,” he said, staring at the glittering trinket. “The amulet.” “We made it by the skin of our teeth!” Spyro said wit