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    Well, Katrinah's capture had apparently disappeared or something, so she'd taken it upon herself to sneak away from The Exiles in the night, breaking her way out of wherever they'd thrown her and quietly make her way back to the Tribe. It was still fairly late at night when she returned, the only wounds upon herself from them being a scratch on the face and shoulder, although her paws were sore and one was slightly bleeding from when she'd began to run, once a decent way away from the Exiles, scared they were following her, where she'd run over rocks, splashed through a bit of water, and tried not to trip over some roots, along with other things.




    Well, mentally, she was still terrified. The slightest noise made her jump nearly nine feet in the air, which was understandable. That Exiles place was a hellhole, all the creatures there saying to hurt her. It was terrifying. So now she was back, finally stopping once she was pretty close to the barn, to breathe.




    She was home.




    #xkatrinah
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    [size=7pt]The critter was semi-nocturnal as vision was made a little difficult during the day. So Tui was still awake when the jumpy form of Katrinah edged back into camp. She wasn't quite limping, but it definitely appeared as though she'd been on her paws for too long. Slipping down from his hay bale the iridescent tribe member would hop over. He would offer the snow leopard a hand in getting into the den, concern running through him. He knew the leopard had been missing for awhile behind enemy lines. And although he was heartily curious, he wasn't going to press for information.


    "Welcome home Kat." [/size]

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    She'd jumped when Tui had arrived, almost expecting him to be an Exiler, finally caught up. When she realised he wasn't, the look of relief was obvious, and she gladly accepted the help inside. Once in, she would sit down, looking at her bleeding paw and keeping that off the ground, before giving a smile to Tui. "Hi. Uh, I hope I didn't miss too much."




    #xkatrinah
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  • [justify][fancypost borderwidth=0px; line-height: 110%; font-size: 10pt]kat? she was back! just when the wildcat had been preparing to ambush the fuckers and bring her back home. oh no, but they aren't leaving unsheathed, kenzo would get her revenge later. the large obsidian creature lumbering to where katerinah stood shakily. "katrinah! are you okay? do you need something? we should get you to lie down, do you want help?" kenzo questioned frantically, teleporting to her side for support.

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    That was a lot of questions. "I, um, I'll be okay. Really. Um, just, my paws hurt, that's all," she would reply shifting her gaze to Kenzo's new position as she teleported. "And, um, I'm tired. But that's it."




    #xkatrinah
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