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          Vajra knew that if he was going to be king he would first have to learn how to protect his people.  It didn’t matter to him that he was far from his homeland.  People are people no matter where you go.

          He rode into the forest until it grew too thick for his horse. He tied the reins to a fallen tree and continued on foot. The forest grew darker the deeper he went.  The leaves grew high and covered the sky. Strange sounds erupted from the trees. In one brief moment, the prince saw the orange sleek shape of a large Bengal tiger prowling in the distance. When it disappeared into the bushes, the prince gripped his spear tighter and kept moving.

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