"Tell me a story" Ivy meowed quietly "what kind of story" Glacier mewed staring at the sunset. "A real story" Ivy giggled "Alright Ivy, once there was beautiful young she-cat. This cat had a long silky white pelt with black speckles on it. This she-cat was very very brave or stupid like you" Glacier said "I chose brave" she giggled "One day this she-cat was wondering around the woods and she smelled something sweet smelling in the air. She couldn't resist herself she dashed forward trying to find the source of the smell. She dashed forward not looking were she was looking and she run faster and faster toward the smell feeling the wind rush threw her fur and she ran to the edge of the forest and kept running and running then she tripped fell and fell into a deep dark cave and went..." "where" Ivy whispered "and she went SLPAT" He screeched "thats not how you end a story" complaint Ivy "Hey you said you wanted to hear a real story" retorted Glacier "and falling in a cave trying to find a smell is a stupid way to die" Ivy meowed
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