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Post by swallowtail on Apr 1, 2007 15:07:44 GMT -5
"Yes," thought Swallowtail, "that's the last one." She picked up the rabbit. Turning around towards home a gust of wind tugged at her fur, and with it... a sent of kit. Swallowtail dropping the rabbit opened her mouth to drink in the air. There it was again, she followed the sent till she was very far from home, "I'm nearly at barley's barn," she thought her curiosidy pulling her forwards. Swallowtail stumbled into a ditch and was face to face with a newborn kit, its tiny paws srabled the air. For one moment Swallowtail looked over the territory she opened her mouth again trying to find the kits mother, "This kit is starving, i got to get it home," at that thought she picked the kit up and raced over the hills towards home.
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