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Post by warriorkat7 on Jun 17, 2006 12:11:08 GMT -5
Firecloud sat shyly by the Warrior's den, her golden pelt shining in the sunlight, her piercing green eyes scanning the Camp. She padded slowly over to the fresh-kill pile and grabbed a vole, then padded back to where she had been sitting a moment ago and began to eat.
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