[Fairytale]

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Marten hid under a bush. That was a lot of cats. Too many cats. She hoped her pale coat blended in with the leaves, her light green eyes searching the sea of cats for... well, what was she searching for? And why was she there? She trembled, both from fear and the cold. She knew that not all cats were good. And she didn’t like that one bit, even though it was just a part of life.