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... d of clouds.
The moon was buried behind the clouds, casting no light upon the land. The only sound was the wind weaving through the grass, and the rhythmic croak of distant frogs and crickets.
The air was wet and heavy, making every scent linger too long, and every movement sounded too close.
The Western Pride had made camp beneath a cluster of trees near a dried riverbed. They had moved away from their previous home due to the so-called return of Leo. There were 7 lions ...
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