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They set out for the border, their eyes gleaming. One with anxiety, the other with greed. Their feet crackled on the leaves as they ran, their tails swishing just above the forest floor. The trees thinned out, giving way to the rolling hills. Dandelionpaw scented the air, and Hawkpaw followed.

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