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Aleka
Brairstorm rolled onto her back as she woke up, swishing her nub of a tail back and forth. She moaned softly, all of her old scars hurt with the cold stiff air, warmer in the den than outside, but still they throbbed. Brairstorm got up stiffly, and dragged her tongue over her scars to warm them up. She fluffed up her calico fur, and frowned her ears laid close to her head. She groaned and tried to bury herself in the bedding, wishing for more warmth, her fur was thin and didn't provide much warmth, which didn't pair well with her hairless scars.