Prolouge

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Prolouge

Vine was walking through the thick forest, grass sticking to her paws. This wasnt normal. She froze, vines were sorrounding her, encasing her and not allowing her to escape. It was very hard to breathe for Vine. She was scratching at the vines, but barely a mark appeared in them. "Gh.." Vines breathing slowed. The forests background of trees became darker and darker...

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