I DON'T BELIEVE ANYMORE YOUR SHALLOW HEART | PRIVATE

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    Olive had found Radiant Hope. She knew who she was, where she was. It was her. Oh, was she ever desperate to see her again. Would she even remember her after all this time? Was her...memory wiped?


    The vixen laid down and curled into a ball, wrapping her tail over her nose and closing her eyes. Perhaps she would sleep on it, even though she wasn't tired at all. So then, perhaps she would think. Yeah, that sounded better. Agent Olive didn't want to nap now, not when she knew that the unicorn she freed from that horrible wolf pack all those years ago was still alive and well in RiverClan, and as a Head Doctor too. She had found a place to stay, finally, where she was well-fed and, hopefully, happy.

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