Your head drops and your tail is between your legs as your huge uncle leads you through the woods. Up ahead, someone is running through the bushes. Uncle Razor stops and tells you to lie low. The footsteps are almost upon you now. Just as Razor is about to pounce, your father steps through the bushes, looking worried. He sighs in relief when Razor tells him that you are with him. Your father's relief turns to anger. Briskly, he thanks Razor and picks you up. As you are walking away, he tells you that you are in some big trouble.

The End