Tuff begrudgingly pawed his way as fast as he could in front of Rascal up the trail to the falls.
“I think this is all a bunch of possums, playing possum,” Tuffscoffed.
Rascal leaned against a spindly quaky and breathed heftily.
“I’m about to not care one bit,” Rascal said, trying to catch his breath.
“We’re almost there,” Tuff