|°•°| i shuffle through the tall grass, away from the clan and towards the territory boarder. the cloak i wear conciels my identity, and the mud coating it hides my scent. small tears form in my eyes as i make my way to the boarder. a large tree with a hollow center rests nearby. just as i stop to consider sleeping there for the night, i hear a rustling from a bush to my left. i duck into the tree in fear |°•°|
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02/07/2024