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Post by Vel on Feb 1, 2009 18:18:26 GMT -5
Batalla had wandered away from the herd meeting as Saratoga and Centibo had gone off. Batalla had wandered around for a while, looking for a good grazing spot. She was so glad that it wasn't winter anymore. She really did hate the snow.
The dust grey vixen sighed and grabbed a mouthful of grass, waiting for some one to come laong.
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