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The oak tabby tom looked around the clearing with a smile, then yawned and lied down.
What to do, what to do...
His idea from last moon came in his head again and he nodded, ready to release it into the territory.
“Kits gather round!” Oaksky mewed.
“I have some stories to tell! You mat not be with the living anymore, but you have a right to still listen to the stories that the elders would normally tell you!”
He laid back, waiting for the kits.
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