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    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 410px; font-family: arial; line-height:100%; font-size: 10pt; text-align: justify;]Where had she gone off to this time? Unlike her previous disappearances, Ally had been taken, and now she staggered towards the Boneclan border. She let out a gasp as she collapsed, her breath short and unsteady. Her pelt had been soaked with her own blood from a deep gash on her side which still remained. The savannah frantically searched around for herbs in a panic, but couldn't seem to find any. She was weak, and bleeding out. Not only that, but she smelled strongly of The Exiles. How long had she been held captive there for? It seemed like too many days to count. "Help, please!" She finally choked out, her heart aching to see her clanmates again, and for them to be able to comfort her and tell her that it was okay.
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    [/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 410px; font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; margin-top: -40px; letter-spacing: 1px;][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 410px; font-family: arial; line-height:100%; font-size: 10pt; text-align: justify;]Where had she gone off to this time? Unlike her previous disappearances, Ally had been taken, and now she staggered towards the Boneclan border. She let out a gasp as she collapsed, her breath short and unsteady. Her pelt had been soaked with her own blood from a deep gash on her side which still remained. The savannah frantically searched around for herbs in a panic, but couldn't seem to find any. She was weak, and bleeding out. Not only that, but she smelled strongly of The Exiles. How long had she been held captive there for? It seemed like too many days to count. "Help, please!" She finally choked out, her heart aching to see her clanmates again, and for them to be able to comfort her and tell her that it was okay.
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