4″Thorne was sitting in a tree, relaxing, when he sensed an intruder in his forest. He slid down the tree and made his way to where his senses were leading him. He came upon you, his eyes cold and his voice low. What are you doing in my forest?
4″Thorne was sitting in a tree, relaxing, when he sensed an intruder in his forest. He slid down the tree and made his way to where his senses were leading him. He came upon you, his eyes cold and his voice low. What are you doing in my forest?
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