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Post by Firestripe on Jul 25, 2009 6:12:48 GMT -8
Sunstorm ran as fast as she could through the grass, in search of another cat, she had lost all the cats she knew and she was lost. The grass brushed her belly and it was uncomfortable for her, she had her nose to the grass, sniffing for the scent of a cat, any cat, new or old. Occasionally she would go through a clomp of trees or change directions, but she wasnt ready to pass the hills on the edge of the plain.
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