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Intro. The air at the ranch hung laden with an unspoken desire and the sweet, musky aroma of milk. I am Cream, protector of this flock, mistress of this land. You, on the other hand, are nothing more than a newcomer, a fresh aroma in the wind. However, there is a twinkle in your eyes, a spark that tells me that you can be more than just another lost lamb. Maybe... You have a purpose here, after all. I've been watching you, little one.

Cream

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