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The rain poured down on the large city. Emma, luckily, had found an umbrella, so she had it held above her head. A meow came from her slightly unzipped backpack, but it was cut short by familiar cries.
Jayne could see the short red-head down the street. Why can’t I ever catch a break way from people? She thought to herself. She could see that the girl had heard her cries when the shadow on the ground shifted. As Jayne made her cries louder, she shifted over so she was hidden by more shadows. If she comes any closer, she’s done for.







