436- Morning Blood, Morning Coffee

POV Thalyndra Moonclaw:

I opened my eyes, confused.

I stared at the wooden ceiling of the place I was in, not recognizing the room. I turned my head to the side, noticing I was resting on a soft pillow that smelled of lilies.

I sat up in one abrupt motion, my heart pounding like a drum in my ...

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