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We arrived at are house, Dark had already went to his room and got something. "Whiteout your so SLOW!" Darkstalker yelled. "I flew as fast as I could." I said landing on the cold rock floor. "We'll look what I have." "You have two scrolls y a y." "Well I was thinking we could do our spells in here so we don't go insane doing spells." He said. "That sounds cool." "Let's try it out!" Dark exclaimed. Enchant  Whiteout of the Nightwings to be the best painter. "I did my spell." I said "What did you do?" Dark asked. "I enchanted myself to be a good painter." "Let's try it out." I started to paint it looked better than usual. "Yay it worked!" "What worked?" Arctic hissed while coming out of the shadows. "I was trying a new paint recipe and it turned out good father." I answered. "Well don't bother me with your nonsense." "Ok father." " I hate him." Darkstalker said while using telepathy. "Me too"  " do you want to go hunting." I asked out loud. "Sure." We caught a scavenger, a deer, and two mice.

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