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Amber eyes scaned the clearing to make sure stray eyes were not watching him. It seemed that it was clear, the tom layed down in the drying mud and rolled as many times as he could, as fast as he could. He was done just as he had started, but still it was a fullfilling feeling to be covered in the muck.
It was such a kit move, and the Cavallone knew it, but then again that was probably why he did it. There was too much stress, being an apprentice.