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Heading straight towards the blood-thirsty lynx, thoughts start rambling around inside his brain. They bounce around his head faster than his legs are running. “What am I going to do? Am I going to fight him? Are they all dead? Am I crazy or is this just a dream? Where is Mom? We are all going to die?! No I must save them even if it means . . .” WHAM, Woff rams straight into the side of the grinning cat with a complete disregard for the safety of his own body.