JMwolfHorse1
Chirping
- Mar 13, 2015
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Hatchet frowned as she watched the animals migrate north. She stood and wandered out of the bush. A twig made a loud crack that disturbed everything. Hatchet worried "oh no. They are so going to punish me. Or just punish me because dusty my sister..."
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