Prologue
The sun shined brightly above green oak trees as a bus full of young children drove down a forest road. The children in the bus were all chattering with excitement except for a young soro whose face peered out through the open window at the trees in anticipation for the fun times ahead.
All children have dreams, dreams of being a firefighter, a carpenter, a newswoman, a cop, an astronaut, a lawyer, the imagination is limitless for children and this soro dreamed of something simple; he wanted to be a Zoo Scout. Time didn't matter, he knew...
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