the wheel breaks the butterfly [private, mercuryqueen]

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    The male once again found himself tending to newly-inflicted wounds, wincing ever so slightly as the shallow gash on the right side of his neck stung in protest. Despite such a hassle, his lips pulled back into a smug smirk, one fang peeking out and glinting dangerously in the sunlight. He'd won the scrap, hadn't he? Of course, his opponent had been pretty skilled this time around, therefore meaning more bruises and scratches for him. The fight had started with a few quips and clever insults from the fox, and he regretted none of them. All in all? Today was a pretty fine day.

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    "you don't seem too bothered by these," he commented off-handedly, glancing at the fellow male's wounds. "why not go to the medic?" mercury continued, settling down nearby, green orbs staring intently at the fox.[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]
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    Rafael blinked, only slightly surprised by the sudden appearance of the feline. Pausing in his crude medical examination, the male eyed the feline curiously before speaking, that same little smirk remaining upon his muzzle. "Had worse. And I don't really trust medics." an odd explination, but he had his reasons. "Haven't seen you around before. Are you new?"