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Originally Posted by Teggy
After a long while of travling the molly finally arrived in the camp. The sour smell of sickness filled her nose as she placed the kit in a spot near the others. "You going to be ok." she said giving him a final lick on the head. @ Snowkapi |
The little kit looked up at the warrior and gave a quick glance hoping the warrior wouldn’t get sick,” Don’t get sick.” He murmered