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Post by amberstripe on Jul 20, 2006 15:17:02 GMT -5
Inkpaw padded into the marsh. He was ovewhemled by everything that had happened recently. He sat down under a large bramble bush and stared out lost in thought.
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Post by oakfur on Jul 27, 2006 1:39:29 GMT -5
To-Camp, Burying Blazing
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