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The she-cat gritted her teeth, dark with fear and a strong scent of anger. "This murder needs to stop!" she hissed and paced back and forth, whipping her tail as the cats confirmed murder. "Who is it? What is it? Why is it?" she meowed madly and sighed, hunching over by the dead cat. "She still had a life ahead of her," she sniffled and dug her nose into the cat's fur.
{mousepaw - and dang im late - and alright ^^}