You step outside, and you are greeted by the crisp autumn air, falling leaves drift about you lazily, as a breeze passes by... it was a minute before you realized what you were here to see...
You almost didn't find him... well, till he nearly ran into you any way....
He was chasing a pretty leaf as it danced across the ground in the breeze, his colors blended in with the scenery almost to perfection....
Darting, and finally making a leap in one big effort, he finally managed to wrap his paws around his preacious leaf... ....only to have it suddenly burst into flames and the ashes drift away on the wind...
He looked up with a sheepish smile.... "I hate when the happens...."
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