[size=26px][font=georgia]reyna !
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The medic grunted as she arrived in teh territory, immediately irking up due to the unpleasant feeling of crossing over territories. Heck, it wasn't her fault. She just really needed to speak to her daughter. Standing right at the edge of their camp, the prophet of ScarClan tilted her head and waited for someone to admit her.
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