Goldenpaw walked around camp, his mind wandering freely. His short fur felt... dirty. As a result, two seconds later Goldenpaw found himself licking his messy pelt. Yawning tiredly, he limped over to the Freshkill pile. Sneezing continuesly, he gasped for air, his breathing racing wildly. He coughed, tears of pain welling in his blue eyes. Sniffling, he picked up a mouse and placced it by his paws. I wonder what this tastes like! Does it taste good? Wow, it sure does! This is awesome!! He thought, chewing the mouse. His eyes closed, and he felt... free and happy. Purring loudly, he called out, "Anyone wanna play?"
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