Traitors in the City || A Warrior Cats Mafia
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  • Reads 96
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  • Parts 3
  • Time 5m
Ongoing, First published Feb 09, 2021
A Clan in the city has traitors among them, and they are out for their Clanmates' blood. Will you be able to find these traitors?

I was bored, so here have a warrior cats mafia, XD.
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