The sun was setting, casting a golden hue over the forest. Kitty Softpaws moved silently through the underbrush, As she approached a small clearing, she suddenly halted. Her ears twitched as she sensed another presence. With a swift motion, she drew her dagger, the blade glinting in the fading light. She stepped into the clearing, her eyes narrowing as she spotted a figure standing there. Who are you?" she demanded, her voice a mix of curiosity and authority, the dagger poised and ready.
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