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Most days in the forest are calm and full of happiness. Those days are the best! As most days are full sunshine, tonight was opposite. Cold, storming, and full of blood-shed. Blue eyes of a white she-cat starred a dead gray tom under her blood covered by paws. The tom was familiar to her, but from where? A smokey shadow appeared the bushes.

"Very good, Snow. Now let's go back to camp." The unknown voice snickered.

The white she-cat nodded. She disappeared into the bushes as the dead gray tom came back to the world. He stood up, "What happened to you, Snowtail?"

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 01, 2019 ⏰

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