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Post by Vampirecat on Dec 31, 2007 19:04:24 GMT -5
Kestrelpaw gave him a look. A look that would charm any tom. It was a sweet and delicate look. Her whole body motion became slower and sleeker. She looked him straight in the eyes and said in a voice so milky it was like smooth warm milk, "Thank you." She was purring now. She began to lick his fur. She licked as much of the moss out as she could.
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