Allie’s hand shot up in the air. “They are one of the smallest otters in the world!” she blurted, feeling a rush of otter excitement flow down her spine. She suddenly felt a phantom tail, but this time, too big to be an Asian small clawed otter. It didn’t feel like a cameo shift, but it felt… Natural. A image of a North American river otter flashed in her head for a bit. “Ok class, tomorrow we will visit the otter zoo. It is one hour away, so pack entertainment! Literacy, over! Have a nice break,” Mrs Rosemary exclaimed. “THE OTTER ZOO? With lots of otters? OMG! DREAM COME TRUE!” Allie squealed, jumping out her seat.
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