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OMG long post!!!!!! this is gonna be dramatic and cute
I use weird adjectives
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The large white and grey apprentice padded along through the cold forest, she had been in cold places but this one felt colder because her heart hurt. Her heart because she had lost someone dear to her. She was looking for that cat so you see it was an interesting cycle. Knowing Rabbit she assumed she had masked her scent with something.
It was windy and cold and there was still ice and snow from the soon to end leaf bare, she pushed through it as her locks filled with burs whipped around in the bluster. Minke felt odd towards rabbit, like some mush gush porridgy romance story. Well that sucked because she knew Rabbit wouldnt feel all smushy wushy jello-y towards her, and she was alright with that, sorta. It wasnt like her heart was gonna get ripped out but it still hurt plus it was an honor to get her heart broken by miss Rabbit.
Then she was stopped in her tracks by well... tracks. Imprinted in the snow was a shape of a kind of jelly bean oval and four clawed toes plus one more on back. Cat prints, the only cat who would be around here had to be the dilute Tortie. She followed the marks as a scent of mud and herbs wafted into her nostrils, that is what was used to mask scents and you must mask those scents or you will be found. She saw a fox den in front of her which is where the scent was coming from and entered cautiously.
Then she saw her, the beautiful dilute tortie fats asleep. "Rabbit" she whispered to the feline.
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