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Just as the festivities reached their peak, a sudden chill swept through the glade. The laughter and chatter ceased, replaced by a tense silence. From the shadows emerged a sleek, dark figure – a fox with eyes that gleamed with cunning intelligence.
"Greetings, Eldor," the fox said smoothly, his voice dripping with malice. "I see the tea party is in full swing. How delightful."
Eldor's feathers ruffled, but he remained calm. "What brings you here, Vesper?"
Vesper, the fox, smirked. "I've come to propose a challenge. If your newest guest, young Thistle, can retrieve the Moonstone from the Cave of Echoes, I will leave this glade in peace. If not, I claim the glade and all its magic."
A murmur of concern rippled through the gathered creatures. The Cave of Echoes was a treacherous place, filled with dangers and illusions. Thistle felt a knot of fear in his stomach but stepped forward bravely.
"I accept your challenge," he said, his voice steady despite his racing heart.
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