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The hybrid sprinted through BoneClan's territory, the leaves of the willow trees barely touching his lean body as he barely dodged them. I wonder what it's like to be dragged around like this, Maquis thought as he glanced over his shoulder to make sure his victim was still within his grip. Yep.
Crossing the bridge that lay over a deep yet beautiful lake and into the center of camp, Maquis bascially [color=#F08080] threw Leo onto the ground with force. His normal form wasn't suited to guarding, and so the hybrid transformed into his wolverine form.
Instantly, a massive migraine took over his mind and Maquis bit back the urge to howl in pain. Transforming was always so painful, but today the pain didn't last long and before he knew it, Maquis was in good health all over again. Praise the lord. Wiping off the relief on his face, he approached the tom with a nasty smirk. "Let's see how much your clanmates love you enough to come back for you," Maquis sneered with his new, scratchy voice.
//rushed
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