There were a team of mbwa pulling a dog sled in a race. They thought they were safely in the lead when another team of mbwa were right behind them. The lead dog of that team and Balto had been rivals for years. That dog’s name was Steele. The bad dog everyone thought was good. There were two cliffs a little ways up where both teams couldn’t make the clearance.
“Steele we’re not going to make it.” A dog named nyota from behind called out to Steele.
“Shut up” Steele alisema as he kicked nyota in the face.
Steele focused on the third dog’s feet on the other team. He had an idea....
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