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Posted December 28, 2012
The entrance to the cave is almost completely hidden by tall grass. The faint scent of the albino she-lion hung in the air still, but was on the brink of dissapearing. Larka's old grass weaved nest sat unoccupied and slightly flattened in a dark corner. A small pile of shiny rocks, feathers, and wilting flowers still sat on top of a shelf that had been carved out of the rock many centries ago. Tufts of white fur still lay in Larka's nest. The den had been abanded not long ago. (( read my post in the first result )) ~•~•~•~•~•~Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.