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| - "Calantha! Cal!, you won't believe it!" Apparently, I won't believe many things. "What is it? And you don't need to go all shouting in my face!" I tease. Capri runs down the small hillock and towards me. I've never seen her look so happy. Her bright amber eyes glistening, are those...tears of joy? Her muzzle curved into a gorgeous smile and her light chestnut tabby her actually flying out behind her. Wow. She's running real fast. Capri stops swiftly in front of me. "Otto asked me to be his mate!" "Oh." Should I be happy for her? A painful memory passes as I remember when my own mate had asked me that same question. "That's great!" "Oh, it is.," She sighs, settling down next to me, chestnut fur brushing obsidian-black. "Cal, you can't delay this any longer." I know what she's talking about and I sit upright. "You can't make me go!" I must admit, I sound like a disobedient kit now. Capri sighs. "Look, Cal-" "You know that place! You know what they did to me! Do you think I can stand these memories?" "I never said- I sigh and slump. Capri runs her tail across my back, comfortingly. "Listen, I'll be with you. I will not anything happen to you." I sigh again, and close my eyes, the happy moment ruined as I remember the word that sends chilly shivers down my spine: Clans.
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