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Lookie here, it was the world's most depressed mumbling tiger. Zamieć, no last name, the son of Permafrost - depressed and basically proud of it, though he was incapable of feeling that emotion. Staring up at the gray sky, strange and washed-out looking due to his colorblindness, the white tiger shuffled his paws while wandering into DarkClan territory, blue grey optics glowing curiously. No more SunClan for him.
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