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-Skyfall-
Juniperfang was in the elder's den, frowning. It had been a while since... since Yarrowsong had been killed by the coyote. He hadn't spoken to anyone since. Maybe it was time to. The den was always crawling with kits, maybe he could tell one a story. He saw a she-kit. A big one, almost apprenticed. "Hey, you. Wanna 'ear a story?"