there's an albatross around your neck -- open, announcement

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    [justify]Shutterbug smiled as she was congratulated and offered help, grateful for her Clanmates' support. "Thank you, again," she said. To those that had offered assistance, she added, "I'll accept any help I can get. I'm--we're always thankful for an extra pair of paws to help out." Then, quieter, to Skeletonlullaby: "...Right?" She looked at Junkpaw fondly, wanting to accept him but unsure of Skel's input on the matter.
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    The announcement reminded him of his own children, none of which had been with anyone he actually loved or cared about. All of his litters had been the result of his continued alcoholism, and his troubles with depression. Most of them had even been rebound sex. Even if none of his children had been planned, that didn't mean he didn't love them. Sighing, the cerberus approached, a pleasant expression on his features for once. "Well, congratulations. If you need any help, I've got like 30 kids, so I can help you out."[/size]
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