The fire wasn't as big as he might have thought - it looked like it was just getting going, which, if he'd been thinking straight, would've been silly considering the recent weather - but you - was that an owlcat? "Coming!" he yelled, though owlcats couldn't really understand him. He kicked mud up as he made a run for it - there was a broad leaf there, and he could use it to scoop mud onto that poor kitty. Right?
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