… As Skunk neared the ledge of the cliff-face, buttock first, Eagle picked up the round stone out of the fire and threw it at him.
The hot stone tore through Skunks body, and out through his mouth, carrying with it his musk sac, which both fell into the river below.
Skunk too fell, head over heels down the cliff-face, and suddenly found himself back among the rocks at the side of the river.
“Ugh!” he gasped and immediately realised that he was without his power, his musk sac.
Skunk jumped up and searched around for his musk sac.
It was nowhere to be found.
“My musk sac has floated away on the current of the river,” he thought.
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