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They heard a chirping sound, outside was a family of 7 racoons varying in ages(they will be the predator mafia) among them was a possum, a weasel, a hawk, and a mean old tabby with one eye missing.
(Mafia:lau) "faked my death, cause otherwise he'd kill me or get rid of me," Timmy looked at his unpurebred non eccentric polish side with disgust.
 
When Frosty reached the forest, he visibly relaxed. "I'm Frosty. Who're you? Why are you leaving that farm, anyway? You are a hen, so you would be safe staying there."
Frosty stared at Squatch, waiting for her answer.
Suddenly, Coral's eyes snapped open. He gasped in pain, one of his wings had been torn off and he had a huge gash in his side. "Somebody... help...." He squeaked, trying to get up.
Coral, realizing that he was being ignored, tried even harder to get up. Then the farmer came in. "Help! Somebody, help!" Coral squawked as the farmer grabbed him.
Snowfire brought him to a clearing where Griffin waited. "Hey, Snowfire. You brought a new recruit?" Griffin cawed, eyeing Arthur.
Snowfire turned to Arthur. "Well, do you want to join us?" he asked, waving his fancy tail.
 

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