Sheepeater Cliff My head is bloody but unbowed

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Two Face

Two Face stood on a narrow ledge high above the ground. A slight shifting of his weight from one paw to the other caused pebbles to go tumbling over the side. Two Face watched the pebbles as they disappeared in the thick fog below. He lifted his scarred muzzle to the wind and caught the scent that had brought him this far. There were easier paths that he could have taken to reach his prey, but none would have held the thrills that he was feeling just then. Two Face with the scent fresh and strong in his nose continued his way across the ledge, walking with a cavalier attitude to his precarious position on the cliff.

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