The paper is muddied and smeared
I watched you in Tavern. One smelled perfect for tracking.
They attacked, but one was near and helped me. We killed them.
I want to be One. Alone one I can only do so much. I do not trust, but you seem to be trust.
I will find you tonight.
Cewe Beside her name is another paw print covering nearly all the text
Sealed with a wax imprint on a Paw
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