Undergrowth scouted among the frosty snow banks, tracking a scent of a nearby pack. She realised there was two other nichelings, and saw the terrifying scar down the red one's throat. How did he survive my sister? Undergrowth wondered. About two days ago, she'd had this... emptying feeling. She hoped that it had nothing to do with Foliage. The two other nichelngs would soon pass the crevice she was sitting in and most likely see her
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Faith shook shadows to see what he'd say. Small echoes rang in her mind, though she couldn't catch them.
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Oak paced by the entrance of the den, paw to chin. she stopped and sat down heavily to think. What happened to shadows? The sky is clear- i dont think its a physical storm- My antennae doesn't predict anything but clouds, right?
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Crystal decided to do something. She let out a cold breath- breathing in and out- letting glowing mushrooms grow- to light the way from Shadow's den to hers. They were spread out- but an aura could pull them forward. She decided to visit the after-life, and see what was happening there. She chanted her words and faded- but leaving her body in the den- to the after-life