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The Forgotten Prophecy: 3/Mist Rising
FanfictionThey padded over the moor. Sunpaw twitched his whiskers when they got to the camper. He could sense an animal, but he didn't know what it was... "Beaver!" Littlewhisker yowled. Sunpaw flexed his hurt shoulders. A beaver gazed at them, its mouth open...
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This contains gore (kinda) and harm.
I don't know anything else, but beware!!!!
