chasm
the explorer
you don't want to hurt me
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[align=center]chasm || elite || oracle assistant || 10 moons
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[justify][font=georgia]Once again, Chasm was alone. The young tortie was sitting near the top of the ferris wheel, on one of the seats in the cart. She was turned towards the camp, watching in silence as cats moved about. They were all so clueless to her troubles.
Life could really get messed up sometimes. She was pregnant with kits, and it was starting to show, although that didn't matter so much. She knew she would care for these kits more than anything, despite the fact that they were an accident.
She only wished she could get back to normal duties. With a bellyful of kits, it was hard to go hunting or patrolling, or even to rush out whenever Oracle duties called. As soon as these kits were born, she promised herself she would be just as helpful as she'd been before.
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[align=center][font=georgia]but see how deep the bullet lies