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Faerret Tales: The Spots Don’t Lie By TempoA leopardess constable remembers back to the day she learned her destiny.~ ~ ~Min bounded from the village wall to a bough of the massive oak with feline grace. The constable's leather armor creaked as she leapt higher and higher. Her quarry, a certain young vixen whose tail swished with amusement, sat where she could watch the pandemonium below. The leopardess padded up from behind, then leaned against the trunk. "An excellent view of your chaos, yes?"The fox sprung from place with a yelp and clutch to a branch above her. "You can't prove it's my chaos!" She unhooked herself and dusted branches f...