Biohazard

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This was a clan that wasn't meant to be. At least, that was the thought that so haunted the little Fae's every decision. But it was harder and harder to deny as time went on. Now, their numbers were greater even than what it remembered from its short time in its birth clan, and those two little eggs that it had found had grown into two strong and benevolent matriarchs, and they were even starting to carve out a home between the noxious pools of the Zone. What was this if not a clan of its own? Still, it struggled to come to terms with it.