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9:25 am,

The pack’s woodshed…

Luna Katelyn was seated with her legs spread apart on the provided tree stump, huffing and puffing. Her shoulders were slumped, and her elbows were resting on her thighs.

The maul was upturned, and its wooden handle leaned against her left thigh. Her previously loose g...

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