Homecomingdance, the deputy of ThunderClan wandered around the camp, her tufted calico fur fluffed up gently against the cold and bitter wind.
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`they're gonna clean up your l o o k s `with all the lies in the b o o k s `to make a citizen out of y o u `because they sleep with a g u n `and keep an eye in you s o n `so they can watch all the things you d o
-- PM me if you -- `wanna plot `wanna chat `need Radiospeaker, Med of WindClan `need Homecomingdance, Deputy of ThunderClan
