musing through memories (private) losing my grip

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    && NOTES[hr][hr]
    Balletkit is a female kit of SkyClan. She's one month of age, and and has a permanent limp in her right foot, so she requires a very easy difficulty. Ask permission to capture, and no killing is permitted.




    #balletdancer
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    && ROLEPLAY[hr]
    [hr] Balletkit was, for the most part, remaining close to the medicine cat den until she was healed. The stings of her wounds still hurt, especially her paw, which was likely going to become a permanent limp. Yet she already felt a bit better, knowing she finally had a place to stay and there would always be others to look out for her. That was important for a kitten as young as she was.




    However, recovery meant that she didn't have much to do. The small point couldn't play with the others, as it might reopen the wound on her paw and cause more damage. So she sat in camp, flicking around a gray tail in boredom.
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