Raccoonhobble
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A grimace laced the black muzzle of a laying down Raccoonhobble, laying out side the warrior den her tried to get his fur hit with what little sun shined through the clouds but his legs was making the task even more pointless. He had been testing it earlier that day and it was reminding him of why he can’t do that. Eyes tight with the ache he sat with his head down and not wanting to move.
(out of character)