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    CRIMSONROSES


    The girl was up and about finally. She had slept away most of the day. Now, she was on patrol, if you could call it that. The half sober canine was stumbling along the boarder. Ears twitching a bit as she swayed along. The weapons and cloth on her hips swaying with each step. She would come to a stop under a small oak tree. Laying down, she would laugh a bit. Man, she was not good for this life style.



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    WitheredReaper

    WitheredReaper watched the Husky hybrid with narrow eyes, he had been hovering around the border for a while now and was curious to find out why the husky had suddenly appeared. "Hey!" He called out to her.

    CRIMSONROSES


    The voice brought the half drunk beast back to her paws. Her gaze seeking out the male, and her pale blue eyes locked onto him. "Hello there? Who are you?"



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    CRIMSONROSES


    Her haunches dropped to the earth as he spoke. Her body swaying a bit with each breath. "I'm Crimsonroses Flamincato. I'm okay, yes. Just had a few drinks before I came out." She mused with a wag of her tail.


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