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Dying Lake by KatIsBigLoser
You feel a multitude of gazes on your pelt. Your pelt prickles, though you don't turn around. Splashpaw moves closer to you, her pelt hot with embarrassment. As you catch a cat's eye, they bristle and bare their teeth ever so slightly. You feel...
Angry.
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