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Aldersnarl's muscular, scarred frame struck out in the sun, his ears pricking as the familiar voice of his littermate came from the clearing, notched ears perked as his golden eyes flicked towards his sister as she trotted up to him. "Mosstangle!" The brown tabby smiled, broad forehead pressing against her.
"How are you Mossy?" He smiled, the scent of quietsparrow still on his flank.