Hunting The Hunters ( On Hold)

Hunting The Hunters ( On Hold)

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Due to health issues this is on hold. I took a chance crossing their borders, there was just something about my kind that set them off when we crossed their borders. I either got really lucky or something in me has changed since I changed. I'm not sure which it is either way I am taking a huge chance on being caught but no matter what I have to warn them. They don't deserve what's going to happen if they are surprised. I tied the note tightly to the arrow and released it. I grinned from ear to ear knowing I hit my mark the wooden moulding of the Alpha's office. I ran changed my position and exited their territory at a different location, I just hope they listen to me. This is mine theft of a story is plagerizing it is immoral and unethical and in some cases illegal. This is copyrighted don't steal it.
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