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Day one. What was he doing here? After leaving bloodclan and the westerns, why was this the place he found shelter in? Of all things, why an enemy clan? Despite being lost in thought, The midnight furred creature was venturing the fields which had recently been positioned, cobalt gaze flickering idly over the handful of crops that had been plucked afterwards. what a fucking shame.
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