Fleeing from the flames

Koala's POV:

After I wake up from my twenty hours of slumber, I climb down my tree branch to wake everyone else from my family and then proceed to sniff around for no reason really, it's a habit my mother doesn't stop me from doing, so I do it anyway. However, something smelt strange, a slight sniff could detect the smell of ash, but it was very slight at the present, so I did not bother worrying about it, then again, I do not really worry much since I do not consider myself very adventurous. For some time, I moved on to take part in our family's little game time known as... well it does not have a name since it's become our daily routine. The rules are easy, we just have to keep eating chewy leaves and the last one standing wins, see, easy. Although, it was my turn to collect the leaves and finding them now is a lot tougher than before as the quantity has been reduced, at least that is what father said. Finally, after accumulating a satisfactory number of our food, it began and ended as my elder brother was declared the winner, now he gets to sleep on the top branch! The top branch on our tree has the best cushioning to it with perfect, symmetrical positioned leaves that make the head feel the comfort of the koala's life. The branch itself has such fine wood with no prickly ends, none at all, along with the angle between the tree and itself, making it the ideal sleeping spot, to which the winner is rewarded.

We then went back to sleep after all this activity. This routine kept going on for a few days and every time , the whiff of ash my nose picks up gets stronger, the sky somehow seemed darker than usual, the heat for some reason felt intense and much grave to the point I brought this up to my family, because I know that they above all are the most knowledgeable I could bring up this concern to... but they just laughed it off. So, I did what any koala would do next... go back to sleep.

But little did I know, that would be the last time I saw the sky. Drenched in sweat, feeling as if my fur was trying to rip itself off my skin. I wake up to a deadly sight of my family covered in a black coat with a slight crimson flame. They were dead, burnt to a crisp, not moving. I then looked around to analyze my situation, but it did not make me feel any better. Rabbits, deer, my friends, the forest, it was all on fire.

I ran for my life as the fire chased behind me but alas, I was a tad bit clumsy and ended up accidentally stepping on a patch of burning leaves. Pain instantly flared within my paw and I collapsed for a second from shock but got up after seeing the flames catching up with me. As I was going around here and there to stay away from certain death, I noticed that the Sky was covered in a spread of grey and black, the same color as the fur of everything below it. Indeed, this was more terrifying than anything I had ever been through up till now. Even the predators were forced to stoop down to the level of their prey and die with them and I can say that this, to them, is an embarrassing death.

Of course, I was not the only animal alive. No. On my journey to flee, I met scattered rabbits and goats running around to even closer to the fire. Soon a bunny joined me in the escape however, at one point it just left me, and I was never to see it again. I just hope it did not fall prey to the raging inferno.

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