He peered cautiously down at the hunter again. He looked at the gray
patches of the gargantuan body that showed through the interstices of
the foliage.
As he watched, the first frost-nipped leaf fluttered down past his
face, hovering for a moment before his eyes so that he could not miss
its new autumnal coloring.
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