Dingo: The Dog Who Conquered A Continent (2012) - Plot & Excerpts
He’d been walking for long enough to have worried she wouldn’t come. She ran to him. She sniffed his feet, then lay on her back so he could bend down and scratch her tummy, something he’d discovered she liked in the long afternoons when hunger and thirst were sated and there was nothing else to do. He grinned at her, relieved she’d finally found him. He stood up, leaning on his spear, and peered across the dry tussocks at the smoke again. The smoke cloud was bigger than it had been. The smoke was black as well as white too. The fire was coming closer. Suddenly he realised what it meant. That wasn’t a tame campfire. This was wildfire! Fire lit by lightning crashing into the ground, perhaps, though he hadn’t seen a lightning storm in all the days since he’d been here. Maybe there’d been a storm in the distance, when he had been sleeping. He’d lost track of time and this land had few of the season’s cues he was used to, though he was sure the seasons were the same as at home.
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