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THIS IS HOW IT'S GONNA BE
Valentine had woken up on the wrong side of the bed today. He was in a snappy mood, one that he had almost certainly inherited from his home environment - his father hadn't been the nicest person. Val was desperate to go to Bloodclan and give him what for, but he knew that he couldn't and that it would be dangerous to do.
The grumpy hellhound sighed and headed outside, slumping down in the middle of the territory and giving pretty much everyone glares. Whoever dared talk to him in this mood...
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