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The black femme was walking through the woods minding her own buisness and she was enjoying the sights and gentle sound of the birds and she smiled lightly to herself. Blackember then found a nice little patch of green and layed down but then a rusling was heard in the bushes and she growled but it was just a rabbit and since she was hungry, she went after it and killed it. She then brought it back over to her little patch so she could eat it. Her large sharp fangs ripped through the meat and the blod went all over her muzzle and into her mouth, warm and just plain good. Once she was done, she tossed the bones aside and yawned, slowly beginning to fall asleep.
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A burning ember
