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Post by miss apple on Mar 18, 2009 18:57:15 GMT -5
Applesong drowsily opened her eyes, and sat up, rustling the leaves around her. She saw the other cats in the camp, all talking and doing things.
"Ughhh..."
She shook her head, and her eyes were slits. The afternoon sunlight streamed into the den, and she turned her head away, trying to block the sun with her body or tail. "This is no way to start the evening..."
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