Allyson appeared on the other side of the River Bank, stumbling foward. She sighed, regaining her balance, and walked down the River bank, looking down at her feet. She was so depressed, her magic was acting up so flowers started growing behind her. She stomped her foot and they wilted. She countinued walking, not noticing Atticus.
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Citrus sighed, "Allyson and Atticus have been acting really strange lately.." she meowed.











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