I kept my head low against the soft moor grass, sniffing for any signs of herbs or prey. The early signs of leaf-bare stung like annoying bees. A rustle from the gorse bush behind arose my search. I whipped around, dropping the bundle of herbs. I couldnt pinpoint the scent. I yowled Who's there!? Show yourselves!
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2Therain Crystal
11/09/2025
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