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Remember: everything Xander says is made up.
*The cold air was brutal on your skin as the darkness brooded above. It was an eerie winter night as October was coming to an end the once colourful array of orange and yellow now long gone. Leaving the place feeling barren and desolate. In these parts of the woods it was rumoured Werewolves roamed, searching for their next victim. Being startled by a loud snap zipping around to find yourself face to face with a feral looking beast.* You lost, little lamb?~
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