“What about the tunnels?” Kanga asked.

“The tunnels lead far enough away and can be closed off.” Tigger answered, never looking away. “Everyone will be fine.”

“Then at least we lived.” Kanga, climbed off her horse and joined Tigger. She placed a hand on his arm. “That’s probably the best outcome.”

Tigger nodded to this. There was still a rage building up, but he allowed it to fall away some with Kanga’s presence.

“I’m sorry Kanga...he will need to pay for this.”

“He will.” Kanga said solemnly.

There was a loud whistle from behind them. Everyone turned to piglet who had his hand planted firmly to the ground.

“Has anyone else noticed the rumbling hasn’t stopped?” He asked.

It was nearly unnoticeable, but after this question everyone stood still for a moment. There was a strange shaking in the ground. Small tremors that fell in a near rhythm. The feeling grew worse with each second.

“Are the tunnels collapsing?” Kanga looked to Tigger in a near panic.

“They don’t run along this path.” Tigger searched the area. The shaking seemed to be coming from everywhere.

Part of the town not touched by the fire imploded in a loud fury. Immediately after, the trees of the surrounding forest started to snap. Everyone huddled together. Clover, stared into the remains of the town that were still being destroyed and saw something coming closer. It was darker than the night sky, sucking in light around it. She rushed to Tigger, nearly tripping in the snow.