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•° Violetfreckle °•
Rapid Recovery • Collector • Master Scout

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She was... doing better. It didn't hurt to take deep breaths anymore, anyways. And Violetfreckle had been cooped up in the medicine den for so long now that she was on the verge of snapping. If she had to smell one more bundle of catmint without being able to eat it, the tabby she-cat might just die on the spot. She had needed to get out.

And so, she'd sat in the clearing. A bit cold, perhaps, but her fluffy coat made up for it. The chill couldn't really bite its way through her thick pelt. She had closed her eyes for just a moment before hearing an ominous shout. One eye peeked open, just in time to see a frozen moss-ball coming right at her! Violetfreckle tried to scramble to her paws to no avail; the moss-ball hit her square in her (luckily uninjured) shoulder. With a yowl, she pawed at the ball and brought it closer toward her. Eyeing the one who caused this, she grabbed the moss-ball and hurled it back! Only... it whirled right past Redhawk and into another cat. Oops.

// @tallulah open for the next victim! \\