The Magic of Moodara -- page 448

run

You run from Kirri, through swamps and bogs, faster and faster, until you can no longer here her barking. You stop, and when you look around you seethat it's a misty night, suddenly you feel cold, although still sweat streams from your forhead.

You see a misty shape in the distance, hope that it's friendly and warm, and most importantly dry, because you are soaked, you must have ran through a small pond to get that wet.