Her eyes started to water up as she glanced at her wound, around the camp, and that back at her friend. She was still here. She wasn't dead yet! She was in camp, her paws rooted into the ground as she unsheathed her claws and dug into the dirt. When she was asleep, she couldn't do that. It was like she was levitating above the ground. Scary, odd, sickening. She couldn't hold back her tears as she cried out, her joy overwhelming her and her fear flooding out of her body.
"I'm okay!" She meowed, her voice raising and then lowering to a whisper "I am okay,"
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FredTheFrog
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