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moon-eye whimpered as somthing crashed through the window, her eyes closed to protect herself from the glass. belle....where...are you? she opened her eyes and leaped out of the couch, eyes widen in panic. where should I go? In the bathtub or...under the table... she head turned to see the coffee table that was a few pawsteps away from the couch. She lowered herself like if she was going to stalk a prey and crawled until she was under the table. please be safe everyone that I know she laid her head onto the floor, the strong wind being loud as thunder.
why now?! magic hid inside a abandon house, his pelt half-covered with mud, grass and some hay from running through the fields of hay and tall golden grass. He laid down, tired from running from the strong wind which some animals mostly and humans call it a "tornado".