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    It was a normalish day for her she decided to go hunting.. Yes she did it without permission, but she wanted to he somewhat useful.. She saw a rabbit and got ready to lunge she jumped and then she bonked her head against the ground passing out.


    She woke up feeling dizzy "what happened?" she didn't realize that she had slept for two hours, but she didn't feel tired like usual and well she wasn't acting the same. Her thick Canadian accent was showing through as she attempted to get to her paws.
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    Shapeshifting(Black Arabian, [color=white]Melanistic Jaguar    , Rusty Black Domestic)
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    [justify][color=#aadd00]"You looked to have fainted, my dear." Hazeleyes meowed as she padded up. The winged jaguar looked over her carefully, but she didn't see any exterior wounds. "Have you been sleeping well lately?" She asked with a small tilt of her head.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 250px; height: 190px; overflow: auto;][justify][size=7pt]Royalpaw shouldn't have been so far from camp herself, truth be told, she needed to relax -- Exercise and severe restriction never really went had in hand with one another, and much like young Canadiankit, she had experienced a fainting spell earlier on that day. But, oh, she was a rebel in her own right, not one to make choices that would often be said are "right." Instead, she went against protocol, sometimes endangering herself in the process. But in the moment, she felt fine.


    "Are you alright?" The brown tabby would venture, stepping up to the other figure a bit cautiously. Lingering beside Hazeleyes, she would find her gaze latching onto the youthful domestic cat before her, wondering if anything serious had happened during her fall. Her eyes sought for an answer to this mystery, and after a moment she decided that she looked well enough. But of course, she knew very well that some injuries could manifest on the inside. Shucks.

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    "why wouldn't I be?" she mewed stretching her back muscles and getting up to her feet "what'd I do for a double double right now" she mewed her thick Canadian accent shining through. She cocked her head slightly at hazel before she twisted her head hearing the pattering of mice footsteps.. Strange.
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