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Posted on Jun 27 2008, 07:54 AM |
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Sprinkle crouched next to the door of her two-leg's nest. It was early in the morining, and the two-legs were still sleeping. Throung the window, she could see a bright sunny day outside. She then heard the heavy footsteps approacing on the hard surface of the path leading out from the nest. Sprinkle moved away as some things in white packages tumbled out the cold metal flap on the door of the nest. The male two-leg thunderd down the stairs. He was dressed in a black uniform. He opened the door and as he stepped out, Sprinkle plunged from her warm spot on the foor out to the outdoor world. She hopped round the back of the nest. Her father, Blackberry said that he would meet her there today, in her gardern, but she wasn't in her garden anymore. She was outside it. She could faintly smell her father's scent. She began to follow it. Sprinkle eventually came to some kind of camp. She knew she was there. She had arrived. |
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