of snotty blood, but Kagyra didn’t care about that, he had a race to win.  He squatted down with both arms extended behind him and then lunged upward.  He grabbed a limb and propelled forward.  He looked around for Irith as he gained back his momentum.  It shouldn’t take too long to catch up, he thought.

   Irith moved through the trees without making a sound.  He was fast and he knew it.  He liked testing Kagyra as often as possible and this time was no different.  He was a challenge and it took hard work to beat him.  No slouching, that’s what K would say.  He knew if he let up in the littlest bit that Kagyra would overtake him.  He needed to know where he was and grabbed a vine and propelled himself upward. ...

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