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Originally Posted by Chameleon
She meowed calmly,” I am one of the good ones. Only two healeres are better than I am, and they might as well be dead.” She meowed referring to there age.
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"Yeah right." Patch snorted, rolling his eyes and gazing lazily around the camp. "You can't even treat a wrenched claw."
He meowed quietly, a slight growl to his voice.