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I watch Ivyfern through narrowed eyes. The deputy just opened her eyes. Even though my joints ache from age, I pad to the suffering deputy. I bend down and whisper,"You know who did this to you. Revenge is never the answer." Every day in a random moment, my heart aches for my lost mate. Ravenfoot, the beautiful and charming she-cat who captured my heart and died having our kits. Her yellow eyes shine in my mind, and her pads running. The moment where my heart randomly aches for her is now. I remember that one half of her was white, the other black. She was so unique, so Ravenfoot. Our kits were just as beautiful as her. When I wanted to slash my anger out at those who hurt me, she calmed me. Hopefully the words she spoke to me will help Ivyfern.
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