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RHEON
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THE STUFF OF NIGHTMARES
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[fancypost bgcolor=#0f0f0f; borderwidth=0px; width: 490px; max-height:; text-align: justify; margin-top: -10px][size=11pt]The tall stag had decided to take a visit back to DarkClan territory again. The melanistic elk was there, though with only his raven companion visible, perched in his antlers. The butcherbirds and the crows had scattered off to scout the area, feeding back information to him like strands in a spider's web. There were so many games to play, but so little time to play them. He still had to make sure that Absinthe was all right in ThunderClan, too.
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