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Eliza
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It'd been a long day, and the young kitten was tired. She'd wandered to who knew where, Eliza didn't even know if she was on her own territory anymore. It sure felt different. Perhaps it was a different part of her territory she'd yet to investigate? The silver kitten shrugged meaninglessly to herself. Her paws wouldn't take her on any longer.
Sitting down with a tired sigh, eliza wasn't aware that she was vulnerable to other enemies and predators.
//open for roughhousing.
By roughhouse, i mean a little tossing and a few throwing, but no permanent damage (since this is for character development) and no torturing (since that's for another plot).
This little roughhousing is just when she finally realises some of her powers after getting tossed around and crap.
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