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Thrushpaw slowly gathered his squirrel, not wanting to make any sudden movement. He began to backtrack, hoping to make his way out of adder territory. He was still in sight of the dead adder when he heard movement behind him. His fur stood up as he spun around, hissing ferociously to whatever was behind him.
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