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He was distraught. What should he do? He had followed and followed for as long as he could but it was no use. His brother was gone. Missing to the skies in the talons of some horrible beast. Wearily his weight seemed to heavy for his legs to carry him forward anymore and he collapsed in a heap, his paws bleeding and torn from traveling for so long. He wasn't sure what to do anymore and he let out a heavy sigh and forced himself back to his feet. No. He wouldn't give up, not yet. But he needed to stop what he was currently doing. Finding a better spot he finally allowed himself to rest. If he wanted to discover where that foul creature had taken his sibling he was going to have to put some careful thought and planning into tracking down the assailant.
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