thirty two

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I was in StreamClan's... well... 'old' territory, out of breath. I was trembling. The horrible, horrible sounds from the twolegs' weapons echoed through the forest, our forest, in the distance. I curled up at the base of a tree and wailed. I wailed and wailed until I couldn't wail anymore.

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