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Post by liara on Mar 15, 2014 5:43:12 GMT
On a recent patrol, Ara and a few others had gotten into a tussle with some invading loners. Now she was at one of the medic rooms, waiting. It annoyed her that Darksoul told her to come here, she would be just fine without a medic's help! But he had told her to come immediately, and though her arrival was not immediate like he had instructed, she had eventually come. Though she was defiant about her wounds, she limped heavily, never putting her left paw down unless absolutely necessary. The silver she-cat actually had a dislocated shoulder, and though she had a few scratches here and there, those weren't the reason she had been sent here.
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