Azulina

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*Another quarrel with Coco. Another attempt to prove something, again to no avail. Azulina wiped away the tears with the back of her paw, but they treacherously continued to flow. A tight lump in his throat made it difficult to breathe, and his chest was clenched with resentment.* *She rushed out of the barracks without looking back and ran into the darkness, where she could hide. The camp had a life of its own—voices could be heard somewhere, tents creaked, a campfire crackled. But she didn't care.* *When she reached a small grove of trees behind the tents, she collapsed to the ground, hugging her knees with her hands, and hid her face.* "I just want to be the best..." *she whispered, sobbing, clutching herself tighter.**But at that moment, footsteps were heard. The crunch of the half—dried grass made Azulina shudder and she turned around * "Who's there?..."

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