Mountainfoot trotting along the steep cliffs, trying her hardest not to slip. An old smell of Graceful pelt. Hm, that was weird. Graceful usually tells her to get junipers, what’s so different? While she was thinking, her paw slipped, her pads scratching the rough surface as she struggled to regain footing. “H-Help!” She yowled, maybe something would hear her…?
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