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OZ snapped his head in the new cats direction, his one good eye burning with hate. He drew his tongue over his blood stained teeth. "My name ISN'T your business," he snapped with a half choked roar " and I didn't know I needed ' permission ' to crash in a dump like this! " of course OZ didnt answer the last part not really knowing the conclusion to it. Turning his paw over He began to roughly lick the torn wound, occasionally ripping out a jagged splinter or two. This was not his day.
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