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Pitiful cry
Its tiny body was soaked and trembling, the fur that would have normally provided warmth and protection plastered to its skin by the relentless spray of the water. The cub’s eyes were wide with terror, and it let out another pitiful cry as if pleading for help. James’ heart went out to the small creature, and he knew that he could not leave it to its fate.
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