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[size=27pt]I'm waking up
I feel it in my bones
Enough to make my senses b l o w
I'm radioactive
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[font=trebuchet ms][size=10]OOC:
Add text maybe?
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[font=trebuchet ms][size=10][color=#0C3100]IC:
Auri sighed almost bitterly as she gazed up at the blue-tinted sky, feeling overwhelmed by all of the crap that had happened to her (and the Elite) over the last week or so. Theo had disappeared, Sola was dead- how could she forget that her mother was now gone? I mean, she never knew her mom all that well, but still. She felt like a kit whose parents died at birth: they never knew their mother and father, but they still missed them and mourned them.
She slowly got back on her paws, shaking dirt off of her sleek tortie pelt. She wiped mud off her pads on a patch of dry grass, letting out another small sigh. If only she had a good friend, someone to talk to. If only.
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