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Originally Posted by Cedar
"Fine," she said as she began to pad across the border. She dare not look back at the dark colored male. She tried to redeem herself, but she felt like she got slapped on the face. She passed the border.
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Leafstorm watched the she-cat go. He was a little disappointed. The black tom did his best not to call out for her. He was enjoying himself, making her feel uncomfortable. He frowned to himself. Why did he feel so sad?