Sunset Valley good has made you blind

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Maiken smiled as she saw the beaver away from it's dam. She curled her paws into the muck and stepped forward, quick movements and grasped it between her teeth. It tried to slap at her with it's flat tail, but she fought back and finally with a yowl it died.

She carried it from the wetland and lay it down next to the fish and the bird. Her tail wagging.

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