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Post by Xx;;Cedarclaw on Jan 17, 2009 21:35:09 GMT -5
Smallfoot dare not open her eyes, only to see the coldness of the light to shine upon her, dancing into the shadows. But, she did anyways, and regretted it. Opening her eyes meant the start to a new day, and a new day meant more cats to talk to, just another day. The thought made her want to close her eyes once more, and curl up in solitude. Opening one orbs again, she forced the other open, and shuddered, rolling onto her belly.
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