thirty seven

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The canvas sky was painted pink and orange when Nightsong awoke.

"WHERE IN STARCLAN IS MY PRECIOUS DAUGHTER?"

The sound ricocheted off the stone wall of the camp and bounced off of flowering vines.

Hopefully that would be loud enough.

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