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"𝑀𝑦 𝑠𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑡 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑎𝑛'𝑡 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑚𝑒 𝑦𝑒𝑡! 𝑃𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒!"
"𝑀𝑢𝑒𝑟𝑡𝑒.... 𝑀𝑦 ℎ𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑠..."
𝗧𝘄𝗼 𝘄𝗼𝗹𝘃𝗲𝘀, one from the skies, and one for the land.
Death was his known...
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𝕴𝖙'𝖘 𝖇𝖊𝖊𝖓 𝖆 𝖉𝖆𝖞, another day on this dry land,... You've been traveling for a long time but you of course looked around in small awe of the outside world, your dark fur hidden underneath your cloak has small sand in it now..
You finally stopped. Your poor tired oh feet (paws?) ache slightly with pain of the hard rocks and land you've stepped on. Your hood drapes down as you shake yourself like a dog!
Listening and feeling all that sand coming out. After you did you put the hood back on, then continued walking again.
"How till I make it to the star–?"
Your ear twitches hearing clicking of hooves? And a sound of squeaky old-wooden wheels of a wagon.
There was someone coming......
You paced around to look for a place to hide. Of course there's no where to hide! It's a plain desert! But there was some big boulders, so you quickly hid behind a boulder.
You slowly peek behind it to see who is coming.
"C'mon Kitty! Let me just hold the map for a second?"
"Nah-uh, I don't trust you more than a second."
"Is your word of your day 'trust'?"
Laughter erupted of whoever said the last sentence, then a grunt of pain next (the person hit them or wack them). You curiosity peek more to see two cats—one orange with a hat and cape, the other is a black one with white patches. Then a dog, who steers the horse and holds the rope somehow?
