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Date: Sunday, 23 January 2011 19:46 (UTC)
The moment she saw and heard the woman try to get closer, Cloud was up on all four feet, ears twitching. The next moment she had grabbed her breakfast between her teeth and bolted.

She didn't know what intentions the woman had but best not to risk anything. She ran as fast as she could to get deeper into the woods, aways from harm and to a place where she could enjoy her breakfast and relax a bit before she had to go back to her clothes.
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