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Post by nightshade on Sept 2, 2009 12:40:58 GMT -8
Tornadoclaw stretched, curled her tail apprehensively, and began to groom herself. she thought about her dream the night before. with blood surrounding her then flashing to a pile of bones, then flashing to a group, who clearly triumphed for good, who glowed in starclans gosamer dust. Something big was happening. the only question is...what?
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