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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][size=8]The she-fox padded into the medicine cat's den. She peered in. "H-hello?" she said.

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    [font=georgia][size=8][color=black]Flamkit had come into the den to talk with Magma, or Florence, and hearing the fox pup she looked up. "Hi! Whasis needed?" Although she was almost, if not over apprentice age she was still a kitten (though not sure why). "Flammy be Flamkit." She added.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:300px][size=8][font=georgia]It was odd to see how Flamkit hadn't really grown and was still speaking in third person, and though it almost made her feel bad to think about, but she wondered if he might be slightly mentally absent. "What's the problem?" She asked with a flick of her tail.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][size=8]Mina turned as she saw the medicine cat apprentice walk up. "I h-have this strange s-stutter. I w-was wondering what it w-was a-about," she explained. She shuffled her paws.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][font=andale mono]Lovelypaw shook her head. "I've heard stutters before, and I don't really know how to fix them. From what I understand, something is incorrect in the oral part of your brain, which makes it harder to speak . . ." She said, thinking for a moment. She could try to molecularly change her brain, but it would be a horrible experiment to do - and she would just feel that she would mess the whole thing up.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][size=8]Mina nodded, understanding Lovelypaw. She then heard the medicine cat's apprentice's thoughts with her telepathy. Please don't, she mentally said. "Oh, o-okay. P-perhaps its b-because my f-former body didn't p-posses the ability t-to speak?' she suggested.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][size=8]Mina looked at Florence. "I h-have this stutter a-ant I was wondering w-what it was," she explained. She glanced back at Lovelypaw.

    Direkit followed, not sure if they had already come to an end with this random meeting, but she wanted t voice her opinion anyways. "If your previous body couldn't speak, I believe there are two options. Either it's you and you're just getting used to how to speak again, or it's your new body and it just has a stutter." The tabby proceeded to give advice, "If it doesn't go away, it's probably your body and I'd suggest switching if it bothers you."