"Smell them? Over there, in that grove of trees."
She raised her head and pointed daintily with her nose.
The Little One tried to do the same thing, in the same direction.
"All I can smell is the grass. Oh, and tree smells."
He sniffed again.
They walked warily toward the grove.
He gradually became aware of a new hint of something.
They arrived at the trees, and there on the ground were big roundish lumps of something. Something smelling very good.
She took a tiny bite of one of the lumps.
"Mmmmmm"
He licked the spot where she had broken the skin.
"ooohhh...yummy"
He found his own apple and took tiny bites of it.
His mother flipped her white tail and signaled "Run".
With no question, he followed her back to the Big Woods.
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