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Bitch. Bitch, bitch, bitch, dicksucking motherfucker with a fucking blue mane. Forever, anti-clan or not, Harley would hold a very very big grudge on Ferdinand the Bloodclanner. She was torn apart, both her Puma body and her wolf body. As she dragged the torn and tattered, still alive wild cat body in, the she was panting heavily. "Could I get a Medic over here?" She called, a trail of blood behind the sack of blood. The body had lost one side of her jaw, Ferdinand after knocking out half of them with one blow. The side of her head was dripping blood, and she had two fine and neat holes either side of her cheeks. Gladly, she didn't have to suffer them right now; she was in a different body that was also caked with blood, but some had been washed off with the whirl wind of snow that was sent bombing towards her.
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