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... mbiance, the smell of dirt, the feel of soil between my paws… I spent my whole childhood either down here or foraging in Fuzzy Field.
Yet, there’s something different about the tunnels today. I can’t put my finger on it, but I can’t help worrying.
Megan senses the tension in me the way she always does, takes my hand in hers, and gives me a reassuring squeeze. I look down at my little sister and wonder again how she got so brave. I know it doesn’t come naturally for prey monsters ...
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