As the morning sun stretched its rays and light filtered through the leaves soon the community of Arborea came to life. Suspended high above the ground in their network of tree houses and bridge systems, the people busied themselves with gathering tree fruit and other daily tasks amongst themselves. Little did they know their safe haven was far from safe
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Along the outskirts of Arborea, isolated from the rest were the guarders. The looked for any threat and alerted the council of one arose. There were very few guarders left. Most left to enter the main community, since there has been no threats for decades. But early that morning a spraying sound was heard.
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