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[lmao,]

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i. female ii. three y/o iii. hunter iv. belgian malinois v. crush- open vi. tags- open

xxxxxUnlike the rest of the sleep-driven members of her pack, Mabelle had gotten up quite early to fetch a few morsels of prey. She knew that prey had been scarce lately, and she didn't want anyone to starve. She had remembered that Anastasia had woken up fairly early, around the same time as Mabelle. She wasn't sure what she was planning to do, but she took no further thought to it. The nimble fae had crouched down, far beneath a few tall blades of grass, her belly brushing against the ground as she had began to lurk towards the new sight of a vulnerable deer in the distance. Once she had finally crept within reach of the doe, a gunshot had bolted in the same direction of the deer, as it collapsed to the ground without a single plea of protest.

xxxxxMabelle's eyes widened. She had recognized that sound from back when she was in the police force. She couldn't quite remember what it was called, but the sole purpose of the matter was that it killed anything it touched. It was toxic, almost like poison to the pelt. Right at that moment, Mabelle knew she needed to flee, but the human had neared her frame of vision, as she stood, frozen, behind the protection of the grass blades. She was going to leave, but not until she was sure he had left. For those few moments that felt like decades, she had to wait.

[amavi.]

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( - gender: female ) x ( - age: 4 years ) x ( - rank: Hunter) x ( - mood: startled, alert, conflicted ) x ( - tags: the group, Anastasia, Riggs )
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Alea's head shot up, her grey ears pricked and alert, and her blue eyes looking out into the center of camp. A metallic bang had awoken her from her resting, and had left her with hackles raised and her muscles flexed, ready for immediate fight or flight if it was necessary. She nervously shook her head, trying to locate the huge bang that had startled her awake. The sound's source was no where to be found. Realizing the danger was not close, Alea relaxed her muscles slowly and watched as the dogs in camp began to collect around the leader. She stood to join them, awkwardly tripping over her tense paws as she lifted her thin body off the den's ground.

As she trotted out of the den, she glanced to her side to see Toronto following Dalia into the healer's den, closely followed by Eden. Alea sighed. Even now in the relative safety of the forest, Alea was very aware of the dangers of the disease. She looked to the sky, silently wishing that it was just a cold. Toronto was her friend, one of the few dogs that Alea was close to. She trusted Toronto, and couldn't even process what might happen if Tori had caught the deadly disease. Feeling nervous energy float from the small group of females, Alea knew that Toronto was also worrying about what might happen in the near future. Wanting to go and comfort the female, she leaned her body towards the den, but she knew it would be better to be safe and avoid contact. A flash of guilt and sadness rushed through her pelt. It wasn't fair that the pack was forced to keep themselves away from the sick, despite the fact that many of them were close friends, or even family. But Alea knew it was for the best.

Alea reluctantly turned her focus away from the healers den, and back to the center of camp. Riggs was in the center, bravely and confidently giving orders to the rest of the pack. His daughter, Lillette, cowered beneath him, seeking his protection. Alea had never really gotten along well with the younger female, and Alea often thought of it as her lack of motherly instinct. Although she knew that Lillette wanted Alea to keep her distance from Riggs due to Alea's awful habit of fawning over the male. She never intended to fawn over him, but when the perfect lighting from the forest hit Rigg's pelt, and when he stood proudly in front of the pack giving orders, it was hard for Alea not to stare at him. She admired his confidence and his strength in tough situations, and she always found his long furred pelt eye-catching. But she knew that the likelihood of a shy dog like herself catching the eye of the bold and brave Riggs was slim to none. Despite that, she hoped to develop a better friendship with the male and his daughter.

Alea approached the group in hope of receiving an interesting task for the day, and lowered her tail, showing her lesser ranking. Her ears stayed pricked and forward, her eyes glistening with hidden excitement and curiosity in her shy state. She listened to the handsome male speak.

"Would you like me to go find King for you?", Alea asked Anastasia quietly, carefully pulling herself into Riggs and Anastasia's conversation. She hadn't heard from King all morning, and his scent was stale. She figured he had left camp early in the day, although she had no clue why. Alea looked to Riggs in the hope that he might see that she could be of help to the paladin, since she always found it easy to track her sibling no matter where he decided to wander off to.

[~animallover~]

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(breed) husky/german shepherd (role) guard (gender) female (age) three years (tags) open
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INDENTalthough the fae had been up early, she hadn't been up for any reason other than to escape the uncomfortable confinement of the packs den. sleeping in there was an annoyance for angel, who usually preferred sleeping near the outside if the air hadn't been uncomfortably brisk for summer air the night before. she sat under the shade of a maple tree and lazily eyed the leaves that were yet to fall, slowly starting to turn a deep orange hue at their tips. fall was coming soon, and this excited angel, no more hot, humid summer air or a constant need to rehydrate after the slightest bit of running. fall meant winter, winter meant cold, and cold meant snow, yet another thing that the fae loved about the soon to come seasons. she remembered how her family would have a celebration every time winter would come around. they would hang decorations around the house, put a tree in the middle of the living room, and exchange presents and candies in socks. every year, angel and pete would get treats or a new toy, and the cat would earn itself a bit of catnip, which angel never understood the importance of. it was moments like those that made angel really miss her family, and everything they had done for her. as much as she loved the pack that took her in, she couldn't help but wish for her old family back, and pete, and hell, even the cat.

INDENTangel sighed and with a stretch, made it onto her feet. she looked out at the rest of the pack. riggs was back from wherever he had went, toronto seemed worried about something and was calling for dalia, and most of the others were just waking up. everything seemed fine, but angel felt a bit bored of standing around doing nothing. she was about to go ask one of the other guards if they wanted to join her on a quick patrol when a loud bang sent her bolting behind the tree she had been standing under just minutes before. she looked out from behind the tree, no doubt that the others had heard it too. "what was that?" the fae thought to herself, she had never heard a sound such as that one before yet she knew it had to be human. the sound was not natural in the slightest, and even though it could have been a danger she had never known about, angel wanted desperately to check out the sound.

INDENTshe emerged from the tree and walked out into view when she noticed anastasia coming back from what she was guessing was a patrol around the area. she ran towards riggs and lillette and seemed to be speaking about urgent matters. curious, angel moved closer to hear what was being spoken about. "gunshot? is that what it's called? why would anyone be hurt?" the fae spoke softly to herself. were gunshots dangerous? she never knew something could make such a loud bang, so it had to have been dangerous. she listened some more, figuring out that what had made the gunshot was a hunter that could've been a citizen from the town and that patrols would be initiated. that'll be exciting, a patrol is just what this boring day needs. she thought. she was about to wait patiently to get chosen for a patrol when she heard talk of heading back to the town. oh how angel longed to visit it one last time! she perked her ears and called out to the three as if she were just stumbling upon the conversation and not as if she had been listening in on the matter the whole time. "I would be happy to patrol the town as well if need be." she said politely.

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(breed) bloodhound (role) healer (gender) male (age) five years (tags) eden, dalia
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INDENTthe old brute had woken up later than expected, which would have gotten him in a bit of trouble if not for the fact that his only real duty in the pack was to sniff out plants that were needed for sick dogs and also locating the rare lost pack member. and although this would have been a bore for other canines, diego found that his job was perfectly fine for his slow moving self. he didn't do much anyway and wasn't a fan of too much excitement, so he was never one to complain. he looked out of the den into the sunlight and yawned, his legs soar and tense from sleeping squished into the back of the den, but he was sure that all he needed was to rub up against some lavender or thyme to ease the joints that were annoying him. he would be sure not to rub up against the whole bush this time and instead just pick and choose bits, since he had angered dalia the last time he had used her garden as a scratching post. the brute stretched his legs and walked lazily out into the hazy morning sun outside of the den.

INDENTjust then, diego heard a sound that he thought he would never hear again after humans left town. a gunshot. the sound had obviously rung through the whole pack, since everyone was shaken and clearly anxious. diego had only heard gunshots a few times before while he was with the other service dogs, training on how to stay calm when guns were involved in cases. of course although diego was calm with respect to the gunshot, what he and most likely the rest of the pack were nervous about was the possibility of humans that may have come back. diego watched as riggs spoke with anastasia, and saw the word hunter come from their mouths. "and a hunter it probably is, patrols will be set out soon I suppose. that means a quiet and peaceful day if everything is safe and sound. that doesn't sound too bad." the bloodhound said to himself, he surveyed the rest of the pack for a few seconds before walking towards the herb garden and the patient's den.

INDENTdiego walked to the herb garden and picked the things he needed to cure his joint pain, laying the lavender and thyme on the ground and rolling onto them to massage them into his shoulders. there. he thought with satisfaction, now, if time is slow in soothing the pain, these plants will be of help. he walked to the den entrance and sat on his haunches silently, looking around and surprised to see toronto eating a mixture of herbs. he nodded his head in greeting, knowing that patients probably didn't want any kind of attention brought to themselves, especially if it was serious, which it hopefully wasn't. good morning dalia, eden. I hope you don't mind dalia, I picked some lavender and thyme for the joint pain I had. is there anything you two need me to search for this morning? he asked kindly.

[amavi.]

[ ✧ ] K I N G

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( ✧ gender: male ) x ( ✧ age: 4 years ) x ( ✧ rank: guard ) x ( ✧ mood: startled, concerned, prepared ) x ( ✧ tags: Mabelle )
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King, like a few in the pack, had woken up bright and early. He went to wander in the mist of the morning, going on his own to relax his mind and enjoy the forest in it's simple beauty. He always loved mornings hiking with his old human family and Alea when they were young. And he often tried to recreate the peaceful felling from the past when he could. He breathed a deep breath, taking in the refreshing scents of the forest. Unfortunately, like many days, the feeling was harshly interrupted. A huge gunshot echoed nearby, piercing King's eardrums and leaving him deaf for a moment, and startling him out of his peaceful thinking. He turned to face the direction of the gunshot's source. Ahead of him crouched a dark furred female dog, hiding behind blades of grass, away from the hunter's vision. It was Mabelle.

King's guard instincts kicked in as he crept up to Mabelle, as quietly as possible, hoping to join her in hiding behind the grass to view the hunter. They had to make a plan. Neither of them could escape without being noticed, and worse, likely shot. He flicked his floppy ear at her when he came up next to the female, as a silent greeting and a plea for cooperation. He knew that Mabelle wasn't as trustworthy as some, with her strange smiles that hid her true persona. But he hoped he could trust her loyalty enough to get them out of their situation. He also hoped that her police training would serve to be helpful, because he didn't know much about the weapons the human had. He turned his brown eyes to Mabelle, searching for a response.

[lysistraticmuse]

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tags;; Riggs, Angel|rank;; pregnant female| mood;; stressed, anxious| age;; 2 1/2| romance;; open| location;; camp |word count;;

Small bits of leaves wrinkled against her fur as she shifted from her sideways position. Tiny rays of light began to tint the den's surface as the sun moved further across the sky. Deep amber blinked slowly, gently easing up onto her haunches and down with a stretch, bones cracking and realigning in all of the right ways. Her enlarged belly swung slightly as she rose to her paws, back slightly aching due to the excess weight. A slight breeze ruffled her pelt as she padded softly to the opening of the den, peaking her head out to bask into the sunny morning's break. Thoughts of a nice morning stroll crossed her mind, though it wasn't long before the notion began to be tinted with anxieties: should she go? What if something happened? She could lose her pups! With a sigh, she decided that maybe she would change it from a morning walk, to an afternoon one. Yes, that would be much safer.

Small kicks and squirms patterned against her belly, bringing a soft smile to her stomach. In a short time, she'd be able to see the life she brought into this world. The light of her life; the happy thing she looked upon in the hard times. The only thing was: would she be a good mother?

Bang

The Shepherd shot back into the den as if she'd been the one that had been targeted. Cautiously, she slunk out of the den, belly brushing the dirt. Amber caught sight of Alpha and several other high ranking members grouped in the center camp. Presuming it to be safe to stand, she raised slightly, but remained low enough that she could crouch and run if necessary. Big paws carried her with silent feet, maw opening in a slobbered worry, "Alpha! Was that gunfire? Is everyone Okay? Are we in danger?" Luminiția's eyes were dialated, and she began to pant slightly in stress, leaning a slight bit of her weight on Angel, the dog she neared first.

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tags;; Kodiak|rank;; hunte r| mood;; spooked | age;; 3| romance;; open| location;; forest|word count;;

Soft thuds rang in the air accompanied by the melodic rustle of grass and birdsong. Tan and white paws shuffled as he chased after a crispy brown leaf blowing in wind. The brute sprung himself onto the chlorophyll deprived foliage, and laughed loudly as his lithe body fell into a roll, black being tinted with soft grays, only a few leaves tinting the forest floor. Keeping low, he began to move along the ground, stalking some sort of invisible prey.

Until brown orbs focused in on something not so imaginary.

They widened as the slightly blurred form of a German Shepherd appeared in the distance. Cyrus began to move closer to the male, his strong, unfamiliar scent sticking his nose. Black ears flicked forward, listening closely as he observed his habits. Who was this new dog? Was he friendly? Would he make a good friend? Well, Cyrus sure hoped so!!! But, he knew he shouldn't just spring up and say something like: heya! How are you doing? I'm Cyrus and I'm a hunter with a pack nearby!" in case he wasn't friendly, or infected. Neither of those scenarios would be very pleasant.

So, he simply crept a little closer, praying that the Shepherd didn't hear the loud cracking of the twig he just stepped on. All of his careful planning was erased however, when a loud gunshot rang across the forest, causing a ringing in his ears as he jump up with a yelp. He found himself staring down the dog he'd just been stalking.

[Alizei]

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xxxsex ; male
xxxage ; four & a half
xxxbreed ; tervuren
xxxrank ; alpha
xxxstatus ; healthy
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↬ tagged ; Anastasia, Alea, Luminitia

↬ mentioned ; King, Mabelle

↬ location ; camp

Riggs looked at Anastasia and nodded "Yes, that would be great," He said with a soft wag of his tail, glad that the gunshot didn't cause panic in the pack, but motivated them and showed that they knew how to work together "Sorry for sending you there, but I trust you about it," Added Riggs, knowing that going to the town was nothing nice. It was a rather stressful and dangerous trip. But he knew Anastasia was a dog that knew what she was doing and was a good paladin, he didn't know who he'd send if she wasn't there. When Alea joined their conversation, he glanced at the hunter. He knew she and King were close, and Riggs understood her worry about him. The leader was also thinking where Mabelle could be, he haven't seen her today and hoped she didn't get hurt. "You shouldn't go alone, it can be dangerous there," Said Riggs to the younger fae. He wouldn't let anyone go alone, nobody knew whether the human was gone or still there.

Luminitia's questions turned his attention to her and the brute shifted his head to the female "Yes, it was a gunshot" He said, his tone calm and reassuring "We are safe, nobody was hurt," Added Riggs, answering the rest of her questions. He said the last part loud enough for other dogs around to hear.

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xxxsex ; female
xxxage ; three
xxxbreed ; retriever
xxxrank ; hunter
xxxstatus ; dizziness &
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↬ tagged ; Dalia, Eden

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↬ location ; camp

Toronto laid in the den, carefully placing her body to lay in a comfortable position. It seemed like her head was going to explode. She listened to Dalia and watched her actions, Tori had no doubt that the shaman knew what she was doing. 15 percent? she repeated in her mind over and over. It wasn't much, was it? But there still was a chance, right? Maybe a very small chance, but at least there was one. She swallowed nervously and ate the herbs that Dalia told her to. They were distasteful, but if they could help, Toronto won't hesitate to eat them no matter how awful they'd be. She just wanted to do her duties again. To be healthy. The golden retriever rose her head when she noticed Eden. "Yes," She replied to the healer sadly. The female nodded her head when the healer instructed her what to do if she feels worse. Tori's head dropped on her paws and she locked her eyelids, waiting for the herbs to start working and give her relief.

[vibrancy]

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female · beta · 4 yrs · aussie · alert, slightly alarmed · camp · tagged; riggs, anastasia, alea luminitia, angel

Kendra had emerged from the shared lair of the pack, just in time to experience the blasting noise of a tumultuous gunshot ringing through the air, upsetting the tranquility of the certain section of the forest which the pack referred to as their territory. Of course, she would have heard it either way, as even if she hadn't risen before that thunderous boom it would have no doubt shattered her quiet slumber. The beta didn't jump, though the fearful sound definitely came as a shock. It mimicked the sound of thunder during an intense storm, except louder, striking even the slightest bit of fear into the bravest canine's heart. She had felt it vibrating in her own chest, and found herself growing fairly alarmed about the whole ordeal. Her mother had explained what firearms were on the farm. The aussie fae peered into the distance, at nothing in particular, musing over the possibilities. It's hadn't sounded too close...would the humans dare return to the cursed town they had all left in such frantic worry without a second thought? It was a question she had asked herself many a time, but failed to come up with an answer, because she honestly had no idea. Truthfully, Kendra would be ecstatic if her former owners came back. But it wasn't likely. The town had been deemed diseased by the humans, and she supposed that if they ever decided to re-inhabitant it, all canines would be disposed of as a precaution. She knew all too well how extreme humans could be at times. Don't think like that. She scolded herself mentally, attempting to push away negative thoughts. They weren't good for the positive attitude she tried to keep.

Luckily, Kendra didn't have to shift her mind from the troubling notions circling around inside her head, instead she was pulled back to the present by a very highly regarded and well known voice. Which was the alpha's. Her ears flicked toward the direction in which his words were drifting from, and she padded elegantly forward to come closer, within the vicinity of the small group gathering around Riggs' familiar figure. As the fae soaked in his soothing and wise words, her bodice shifted uncomfortably. She didn't like this, and feared for the safety of her packmates. They'll be fine. She would trust pretty much every single one of them with her life, with a few exceptions. Enough of this pointless concern, time to see how you can be helpful. She slowly approached the alpha, finished with his speech, and was now conversing with four others. She decided it would be best to lower her haunches and wait for her chance to speak with Riggs, to question how she could help to the best of her ability. She couldn't help but overhear snatches of conversations, and after he had finished speaking, she stepped closer, dipping her head on respect. "Good morning, Sir, Anastasia, Alea, Angel, and Luminitia." She spoke in a low, submissive voice, as she greeted the few. Then her brown eyes locked with the alpha's gaze. "How can I help? I'd be happy to accompany anyone, for security." She knew how important the whole 'safety in numbers' thing was, and their certainly was good reason for it.

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male · warrior · 3 yrs · husky · unconcerned · tagged; the pack

Rowan finally fully awoke to all the chaos and commotion outside the den, and eventually ventured out into the blinding light, with slightly staggering steps, despite his wanting to sleep the day away. The brute's curious got the better of him. He had heard the shot, who hadn't? But, in the same way a human might have tapped the snooze button on their alarm clock, he had simply shrugged off the abnormal sound, not paying it much mind, and slipped back into sleep with ease. But, as the sun grew brighter and filtered through the canopy, and it seemed like the outside area of the den was beginning to fill with babbling chatter of concern. He yawned, and strolled casually into the gathering with a bored expression. "What's all this fuss about?" He mumbled to himself, his tail sweeping back and forth in an amused manner.

So what of the humans come back? I've survived lots of things, a single guy with a gun don't worry me. He thought, shaking his head with a cocky smirk, at all the concern that was going around. He honestly didn't care much, if at all. If somebody in the pack got themselves being hunted, then that was their problem. A butterfly suddenly fluttered by, and his eyes immediately focused on it. A paw swung, as he batted at the insect. A puppy-like behavior, but he didn't really care what anybody thought of him.

[I'm done delete me.]

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xxxxxx▶ age: three years || rank: loner || crush: none || breed: finnish spitz || tags: open
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riley drank the cool liquid from the river, as the deer watched her curiously as they drank. she lifted up her head and huffed softly before looking around. not a dog insight, she hadn't met another dog in weeks she didn't know where they ran off to after the humans went. she sat before itching at her collar, the only thing that she had left of the humans which they gave her. the i.d. tag jingled as she itched moving the collar round her neck before having a shake. she then heard a gunshot, she jumped onto all fours as her ears perked up. she looked around the place before seeing the herd of deer stampeding towards her, she leaped out of the way into river where it would be safe. she knew how to swim of course, she then waited until the small herd of deer went passed seeing them run into the tree line. once she could no longer see them, she climbed her way out of the river and shook her fur out until it was dry. she looked around slightly dazed by it all, she couldn't see where the gunshot came from but she wasn't going to stay here to find out. the female dog didn't know what direction to go in but she knew she must get away from here. she just ran where the deer went, since she knew they were trying to get away from the scene.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx the young finnish spitz ran until she felt safe away from the gunmen, although she didn't see the person she didn't know whether he was out here to hunt dogs. she swivelled around making sure no one was near her, her tongue rolled out of her mouth as she began to pant. she was deep into the forest now, she didn't really adventurer away from her den but she wasn't sure where she was. she sniffed around picking up different scents, trying to make them out for herself.

[ataraxic_gone]

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gender;; female | breed;; australian shepherd | rank;; shaman | age;; 4 yrs | tags;; Toronto, Eden, Diego | words;; 412 |
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xxxDalia's ear pricked up as she heard paw steps of another dog entering the healers den. The fact that those steps didn't hesitate as the walked deeper into the den told Dalia exactly who the dog was. Turning she recognised the husky mix instantly and let out a small smile of recognition. She listened as the herbalist spoke to their patient, nodding her head in agreement to everything that was said. Dalila had met Eden's glance with a steady nod, she knew what the other was probably thinking at this moment and was relieved that this wasn't a burden she'd have to carry alone. She moved closer to her fellow herbalist, sitting beside her and began speaking in a low voice just to remain out of earshot of the golden retriever that now lay down patiently waiting. "I guess the cohosh we'd been lacing the prey with as of recent hasn't helped stop the contraction of the illness." It was spoken with a mixture of disappointment and annoyance. The two had hoped that prevention was better than a cure but unless the key was a different herb maybe the bacteria which caused the illness was stronger than they had hoped.

xxxThe site of Diego entering the den lifted Dalia's mood significantly. She couldn't place what it was about the Bloodhound, but perhaps the fatherly air she perceived was the source. Even though her real father and Diego were nothing a like, her father being an ambitious some what reckless Australian shepherd, Diego held all the qualities of what she knew a good father should be. He was caring, affectionate, patient and gentle, all things Dalia admired the bloodhound for. At the mention of her garden of lavender and thyme she shook her head with a chuckle, "no that's fine, the did need trim after all. Can't have the whole camp turning into a lavender and thyme paradise." Despite her humour she couldn't help but love the idea of thyme and lavender replacing the grass inside the camp. It was an appealing thought for sure. If anything it would keep her pack-mates calmer and better rested than they would normally be with the disease hanging around every corner. "But regards your question we just ran out of willow bark" she informed. Turning to to Eden she added, "are we missing anything else? You always seem to know way before I do, the order you keep the den and storage in his always immaculate".
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