Don't get me wrong, I definitely value those traits in my brother.
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Xenophobia, Book 2 | Warrior Cats Short Story
RandomCreampaw sat on a flat rock in the corner of the camp, washing herself. "Intruder!" The black and white she-cat's fur spiked. Intruder.... Black fuzz started to crowd her vision as the rest of her clan started to chatter like starlings. Indruder...
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Don't get me wrong, I definitely value those traits in my brother.
