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Last one aww ye here we have Fay, Cure Spectre, and Spooky Cure Spectre, otherwise known as hair, more hair, maximum hair.

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Spooky! Precure 1- WitchcraftA gentle jostling, like the softest tremor in her heart, awoke her from her sleep. Bleary eyed, she stretched her legs wrought with the kind of stiffness only an immeasurably deep sleep could bring. How long had it been? Whatever the answer, she had been out long enough for a healthy trail of drool to have wiggled its way out of her mouth, up her face and into the tuft of fur atop her head.
That was when she realized she was upside down.
Readjusting her orientation so she was right side up, the bat fairy rubbed the dried drool from her face and the sleep from her eyes as she tried to recall what she had been doing before she fell asleep. Looking around the darkened world that surrounded her, she couldn’t even remember where she was, let alone why she was there or how she had even arrived there in the first place.
Pink eyes finally blinking open to clarity, the bat spied a thin tendril of sunlight oozing in lazily through an opening a little ways away.

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Description
Last one aww ye here we have Fay, Cure Spectre, and Spooky Cure Spectre, otherwise known as hair, more hair, maximum hair.

You can start reading Spooky! PreCure here:
Spooky! Precure 1- WitchcraftA gentle jostling, like the softest tremor in her heart, awoke her from her sleep. Bleary eyed, she stretched her legs wrought with the kind of stiffness only an immeasurably deep sleep could bring. How long had it been? Whatever the answer, she had been out long enough for a healthy trail of drool to have wiggled its way out of her mouth, up her face and into the tuft of fur atop her head.
That was when she realized she was upside down.
Readjusting her orientation so she was right side up, the bat fairy rubbed the dried drool from her face and the sleep from her eyes as she tried to recall what she had been doing before she fell asleep. Looking around the darkened world that surrounded her, she couldn’t even remember where she was, let alone why she was there or how she had even arrived there in the first place.
Pink eyes finally blinking open to clarity, the bat spied a thin tendril of sunlight oozing in lazily through an opening a little ways away.

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