Friday the 13th dawned in a blaze of orange as the campers packed their belongings. A sky of fire, to be sure.
Long before this happened, amphibians went about their nightly business. An Arboreal salamander poked his head out of a hole, keeping a beady eye out for nearby invertebrates. What he saw was me, so he quickly vanished into his lair.
I relocated a pair of frogs and a newt too.
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