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Having just joined the clan; Livi didn't know much about anything, or anyone for that matter. The snowshoe paced around the summer camp as her electric blue oculars flicked left and right, taking in the sights around her. Although she was grateful for this new start, she was pretty lonely. Livewire hadn't made many friends since joining and that was making things pretty boring. Heaving a sigh the feline paused to observe a row of occupied cabins, feeling a sharp twinge of loneliness.
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[align=center][color=transparent]#Lightsymadethis
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