Mustelid Narrative
I am a brown, furry little weasel and one night when I went hunting with my family, my sister saw a fat rabbit. The rabbit saw my family we creeped closer and closer when I jumped and bit him at the back of it ear. When some people saw us we saw a trap the people chased us all the way to a deep dark,stormy woods where we lived.
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