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Two-legs were so weird, always scooping up cats like they were property, what was their problem? Owlstar could feel her expression harden with concentration, "C'mon in. Aye Songwave, how long were ya out there?" she addressed the tom with a level one eyed gaze. She usually didn't keep track herself, and she wondered if she should start. "Ya got the motivation a comin' back fer yer clan, eh? But what can ya do fer Riverclan? I'm assumin' everythin' ya learned durin' apprenticeship didn't just leave ya." Then again, Two-legs did weird things with cats all the time. Who knows what could've happened.
"Five nights..." He answered promptly, "...from what I could count." Sometimes the twolegs would cover the view to the outside world, but he could still see the light through the gaps. Regardless, he didn't want to say something he couldn't be truthful about, even if he had no control over it. Songwave had never been face to face with a leader before, and he wasn't sure if she wanted him to speak more or not. He might have already wasted his opportunity to explain himself... but he wouldn't know until their talk was over.
At her next question, he hesitated in confusion. Not because he doubted his abilities, but because he doubted the question entirely. "I wouldn't have returned, had I not wanted to." The tom replied, blue eyes flicking to the side in thought. 'Did I word that correctly?' He wondered, mind beginning to swirl inside his head. Songwave gazed back up at the leader, his emotions subtly making their way onto his face with his now furrowed brows. He took a breath to settle his mind.
"I'll do what I've always done for Riverclan, by being the warrior which makes this clan." He said simply. This meant; to perform his task and uphold his role which had earned him his warrior name. The tom never went above and beyond, but he always made sure to fulfil it like every other warrior before his kidnapping. "But, I... There is a special part of Riverclan, that gave me the strength, and motivation, to return..." Songwave wasn't sure if she'd understand, or if he should continue. Being with Almondchatter, it really was no secret who his mate was, but Owlstar might be unaware of their kits. He couldn't blame her, being a leader was busy work, which was the exact reason he had never interacted with the previous one. He was hoping he was doing this right, so he could see them all again.
(Five nights at freddy's)
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Berryshine slipped inside, blinking to adjust to the darkness. The den looked even more cozy than last time she'd been in here; Owlstar had truly made it her own these past few moons. Or perhaps she'd just adjusted to leadership well, taking on the burden only few could carry.
The medicine cat approached her leader and respectfully dipped her head in greeting, tail tip twitching. "Hi, thanks. I... just wanted to report to you. A-A warrior of ours—Tigerfire—c-came into camp bleeding and looking pretty wrecked. I healed her up, a-and she's resting now, but what she told me concerns me. Thought m-maybe you should know."
Ears flicking, the small brown molly shifted on her paws, as if nervous of what she had to say. It wasn't the best news to deliver.
"Well... Tigerfire's paw got caught in this sort of... trap, thing. She said it looked like some w-weird Twoleg contraption. We think it was o-only meant for prey, because it was so small a-and she was able to escape out of it herself. But just wanted to inform you, in case..." Berryshine paused, taking in a breath. "She also mentioned that a rogue had slipped by and clawed at her eyes. D-Didn't get to see where they went or what they looked like. I don't know if it was a one-off thing or not, s-so... figured I should tell you."
Berryshine's job put her in the unique position of getting all sorts of cases and hearing many stories of how things happened... and some where concerning enough to be brought to the leader. Hopefully, this was all just a freak incident, and she was simply bringing it up and nothing else would happen.
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art by c1nder Berryshine is RiverClan's medicine cat!
she has a semi-closed den policy.
The scent of outsider filled her nostrils, causing the leader to naturally tense. However, the voice of Berryshine reeled her in, and Owlstar sheathed her claws back into matted fur. Cherryswirl? Certainly a name that hadn't hit her ears in a long while. Owlstar lifted herself up from her nest, fur plumed out against the cold. "C'mon in."
Berryshine breathed a sigh of relief; she had hoped she'd been able to say her piece before the leader would've gotten too alarmed by the smell of outsider. Giving Cherryswirl an encouraging glance, the medicine cat led the way and flicked her tail for the warrior to follow her. She ducked in past the lichen, ears twitching as some of it strayed on her pelt until she got further in.
The small-framed she-cat settled herself several paces in front of her leader, dipping her head in warm greeting. She left room for Cherryswirl to sit beside her; she wanted it to be less like an interrogation, even though it would likely be that, in a sense. Owlstar definitely had to do an assessment of the senior warrior before simply allowing her back in, but she knew her leader would be fair.
"S-She's got quite the story of what she's been through," Berryshine added quietly, curling her skinny tail over her paws; she figured the warrior could tell her own tale. A flash of sympathy was in her eyes. "I-It's a miracle that she had gotten back safely."
rowanmane snorted at her comment, jokingly rolling his eyes. “uhuh, I ain’ scared of nuthin’” he joked, a soft grin on his face before he got to his question. “ya…y’know starrypaw? ‘f course ya do…ya were there that…unfortunate day…” sympathy filled his blue gaze as he sighed, remembering…wisty coming back crying…scared, he and owls were both assigned to round up the rest of the kits. that was a rough day for the clan. the day ElderKit passed, much to soon, much to unfortunately. and starrypaw—her sister—was left alone in this large world. “the kids been through a lot…she doesn’ seem t’ trust much n’ I don’ blame her. she…she n’ wisty got closer after tha’ n’ then I started talkin’ t’ the kid. she seems…more comfortable aroun’ me, n’ I wanna ensure her wellbein’…” his speech probably wasn’t needed…necessary in any way. but rowanmane felt it was. he was passionate about his job as a warrior (hell, a lionheart now) and the clans next generation. “her mentor disappeared from what I’m aware n’ I was wonderin’ if I could take charge of ‘er trainin’ instead?”
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it was just a joke …
fury rang through rowanmanes ears as his tail lashed, staring down the apprentice. luckily, before he could respond irrationally, owls decided to speak up…that was for the best. his attention dragged back to the leader carefully. he agreed with each word she said…it wasn’t funny, how could a cat even justify that as ‘just a joke’?! the lionheart nodded slowly as the leader gave her jurisdiction, agreeing completely. “‘f course, anythin’ t’ protect the clans young…” and the clan in general, he refused to let them crumble from the inside out…and he refused to let them be destroyed by any other source. rowanmane dipped his head kindly before turning around and signaling goosekit to exit, and he’d subsequently follow.
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Pikekit was doing some serious exploring, this was the leader’s den right? It looked different from the others. His head peeked around the corner, eyes wide, it sure was a lotta space. The nursery seemed rather cramped in comparison.
His paws silently moved forward step by step, a little in awe.
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[ The pest is exploring and coming to meet his auntie <3 ]
[this post takes place in a different timeline than primroseadder reporting the rogues, and also takes place shortly before her kitting! o7]
Primroseadder approached the entrance to Owlstar's den, her pawsteps wobbly due to her swollen belly. The queen ducked her head low to look inside and make sure that Owlstar was in there. When she spotted the leader's light brown pelt, she called inside. ''Owlstar? May I come in? I wanted ta talk ta ya 'bout another warrior takin' on Flickerpaw for a little bit, since 'm expectin' kits.''
Wildkit
RiverClan Kit ⯎ He/Him ⯎ 5 moons "I've got these demons, they keep screaming"
Wildkit had woken up that morning with a memory. A memory that had seemed so distant a few moons ago, but now seemed like it was happening over and over. The funny thing about it was, he didn't ever remember it. This was the first time. The small tom yawned, his eyes gleaming with determination. He finally realized what his dream had been about, exactly one moon ago. His father? Was he in trouble? That was what his dream was hinting at. He thought about sharing it with Twigkit, but she would probably tell him it was just a dream. Owlstar would be different, though. Right? Wildkit stood up, shaking his legs loose. He made his way confidently to Owlstar's den, his head high. He had never been in here before, and his jaw dropped as he entered. Woah. He had expected it to be much fancier, with pebbles and prey and shiny stuff. But it was a regular den, just with a lot more space. Definitely not what he had expected, but cool. The kit pulled his mouth back shut, and looked up at his leader. Owlstar! Owlstar! He exclaimed, ducking his head.
{ @Marigoldwhisper - Owlstar }
''Loner 'n a kit,'' Primroseadder mewed as she slipped into the den, dipping her head to Owlstar and sitting back on her haunches, wrapping her tail around her paws, emerald hues narrowing as they adjusted to the gloom. ''The kit was more of a tortoiseshell---'n sick, too---'n the loner...I can't quite remember what she looked like, but at least she had the sense ta take the kit 'n leave when told.''
''I did give 'er a warnin' that if she didn't take the kit 'n leave when I told 'er ta, then I'd use force on 'er alone, 'cause I don't attack kits; it's unhonorable,'' the she-cat's ears twitched, and she looked at her leader as she spoke. ''I did advise 'er not ta cross inta ShadowClan territory, 'cause Dawnstar's warriors would handle 'em a different way than we do, 'n I didn't want ta see the kit get hurt due to the shadowrats, y'know? They left, though. Just wanted ta give ya a report.''
[ @Marigoldwhisper | Owlstar ; Red'fur never listed Asfrid's description in their posts, so I don't know what she looks like /gen ]
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''Pigeonkit's behavior disgusts me,'' Mountainspring mewed as she slipped into the den, granted entry by Owlstar. ''I don't know where he learned it from, but I plan to eradicate the issues he has with his temper. It's...not good, and I'm afraid that he'll make a fool of himself as a warrior, and a mentor in the future.''
Sick? "Good thing they left." Owlstar hissed, clearly peeved. Well, they were gone now, she couldn't exactly do anything about it at the moment, but she swore if they came back they'd be dead before they could blink. Besides the kit of course, it's likely she'd bring them to a nearby two-leg den to compensate. She hated reckless mothers, reckless parents in general. Their children shouldn't have to die for their stupidity.
The tabby gave a sigh and groomed through her bristling matted pelt. "Thank ya, Primrosesadder, yer free ta leave." Bloodstained claws picked absentmindedly at her mossbed, signs of her fuming. She decided not to dwell on it. However, if somecat got sick, that was another problem.
Owlstar gave Mountainspring a nod. "Aye, kits are about as unpredictable as anythin'. Usually, they grow out a whatever behaviors they may have." Owlstar shot a glance at Pigeonkit. She knew for a fact that when she was younger she was a handful. Though, she wasn't sure whether or not her parents could handle that fact, given they were never around. She then looked back to Mountainspring, sincerity pooling in her one eyed gaze. "All that matters is that yer tryin', some cats don't 'ave half the devotion ta do just that."
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"Five nights..." He answered promptly, "...from what I could count." Sometimes the twolegs would cover the view to the outside world, but he could still see the light through the gaps. Regardless, he didn't want to say something he couldn't be truthful about, even if he had no control over it. Songwave had never been face to face with a leader before, and he wasn't sure if she wanted him to speak more or not. He might have already wasted his opportunity to explain himself... but he wouldn't know until their talk was over.
At her next question, he hesitated in confusion. Not because he doubted his abilities, but because he doubted the question entirely. "I wouldn't have returned, had I not wanted to." The tom replied, blue eyes flicking to the side in thought. 'Did I word that correctly?' He wondered, mind beginning to swirl inside his head. Songwave gazed back up at the leader, his emotions subtly making their way onto his face with his now furrowed brows. He took a breath to settle his mind.
"I'll do what I've always done for Riverclan, by being the warrior which makes this clan." He said simply. This meant; to perform his task and uphold his role which had earned him his warrior name. The tom never went above and beyond, but he always made sure to fulfil it like every other warrior before his kidnapping. "But, I... There is a special part of Riverclan, that gave me the strength, and motivation, to return..." Songwave wasn't sure if she'd understand, or if he should continue. Being with Almondchatter, it really was no secret who his mate was, but Owlstar might be unaware of their kits. He couldn't blame her, being a leader was busy work, which was the exact reason he had never interacted with the previous one. He was hoping he was doing this right, so he could see them all again.
(Five nights at freddy's)
`~Owlstar
She, Her\Leader\50 moons\Riverclan
"My pulse is clear, rushing through my ears."
Owlstar watched keenly, seeing how Songwave's expression churned and twisted as he spoke, as though trying to figure out if his statements were enough. Owlstar wasn't asking for much however, just that he wouldn't slack off. Sometimes getting back into warrior life after being snatched up by two-legs was hard, especially since they pamper anything with fur, even dogs (which was absolutely hilarious).
The scarred tabby gave a shrug and a small smile. She wasn't sure what he was eluding to, but she wouldn't press for it. "As long as ya pull yer weight. Two-legs didn't know where ya came from, eh? Last thing I want is those leggy thin's in my camp n' snatchin' up my warriors." Infact, where did they find Songwave? Owlstar assumed somewhere out in territory, which was far better than where the heart of her clan was, but still mildly concerning.
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| BERRYSHINE |
small & nimble dark brown she-cat with darker flecks and light, leafy-green eyes | the collector | dreamwalker |
Berryshine slipped inside, blinking to adjust to the darkness. The den looked even more cozy than last time she'd been in here; Owlstar had truly made it her own these past few moons. Or perhaps she'd just adjusted to leadership well, taking on the burden only few could carry.
The medicine cat approached her leader and respectfully dipped her head in greeting, tail tip twitching. "Hi, thanks. I... just wanted to report to you. A-A warrior of ours—Tigerfire—c-came into camp bleeding and looking pretty wrecked. I healed her up, a-and she's resting now, but what she told me concerns me. Thought m-maybe you should know."
Ears flicking, the small brown molly shifted on her paws, as if nervous of what she had to say. It wasn't the best news to deliver.
"Well... Tigerfire's paw got caught in this sort of... trap, thing. She said it looked like some w-weird Twoleg contraption. We think it was o-only meant for prey, because it was so small a-and she was able to escape out of it herself. But just wanted to inform you, in case..." Berryshine paused, taking in a breath. "She also mentioned that a rogue had slipped by and clawed at her eyes. D-Didn't get to see where they went or what they looked like. I don't know if it was a one-off thing or not, s-so... figured I should tell you."
Berryshine's job put her in the unique position of getting all sorts of cases and hearing many stories of how things happened... and some where concerning enough to be brought to the leader. Hopefully, this was all just a freak incident, and she was simply bringing it up and nothing else would happen.
`~Owlstar
She, Her\Leader\50 moons\Riverclan
"My pulse is clear, rushing through my ears."
That was certainly a story if she'd ever heard one.
The leader physically straightened up. Rogues and two-legs, stars, did they ever leave them alone? Her eyebrows knit together in calculated worry, her one eyed gaze glancing around her den as she thought. A trap for prey? Were mice and doves to hard for two-legs to catch? Well, the furless creatures were somewhat stupid, but insanely destructive.
"Do ya happen ta know where the trap is? Or 'ave a specific description?" Owlstar needed to know what this thing was so she could avoid it and get rid of it. She was about to ask if the patient had seen anymore traps but she swiftly remembered Tigerflare was blinded shortly after.
She couldn't help but find the timing odd, like the rogue itself knew the trap was there. "Did she tell ya what part a territory it was?" Owlstar was going to start marching into two-leg nests just to terrorize them so they would back off.
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rowanmane snorted at her comment, jokingly rolling his eyes. “uhuh, I ain’ scared of nuthin’” he joked, a soft grin on his face before he got to his question. “ya…y’know starrypaw? ‘f course ya do…ya were there that…unfortunate day…” sympathy filled his blue gaze as he sighed, remembering…wisty coming back crying…scared, he and owls were both assigned to round up the rest of the kits. that was a rough day for the clan. the day ElderKit passed, much to soon, much to unfortunately. and starrypaw—her sister—was left alone in this large world. “the kids been through a lot…she doesn’ seem t’ trust much n’ I don’ blame her. she…she n’ wisty got closer after tha’ n’ then I started talkin’ t’ the kid. she seems…more comfortable aroun’ me, n’ I wanna ensure her wellbein’…” his speech probably wasn’t needed…necessary in any way. but rowanmane felt it was. he was passionate about his job as a warrior (hell, a lionheart now) and the clans next generation. “her mentor disappeared from what I’m aware n’ I was wonderin’ if I could take charge of ‘er trainin’ instead?”
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fury rang through rowanmanes ears as his tail lashed, staring down the apprentice. luckily, before he could respond irrationally, owls decided to speak up…that was for the best. his attention dragged back to the leader carefully. he agreed with each word she said…it wasn’t funny, how could a cat even justify that as ‘just a joke’?! the lionheart nodded slowly as the leader gave her jurisdiction, agreeing completely. “‘f course, anythin’ t’ protect the clans young…” and the clan in general, he refused to let them crumble from the inside out…and he refused to let them be destroyed by any other source. rowanmane dipped his head kindly before turning around and signaling goosekit to exit, and he’d subsequently follow.
She offered the midnight tabby a grin. "Sure ya ain't." She knew he was, skittish enough to startle, that's for sure.
Her smile slowly fizzed away as she listened to the Lionheart approach the heart of the manner. Her muscles tensed at the reminder. It was truly horrible, seeing a kit get carried away by a hawk. She'd thought about that day so many times, it played like a perfect record in her head, spinning, spinning, spinning. She could even fathom what Starrypaw felt. She remembered the cat to be rather rebellious and cheeky before her sister died.
It was sad, to see life leave so quickly. But, she was glad to hear Starrypaw had some sort of support group, even if she had trust issues. Owlstar grinned at Rowanmane. "How could I say no? Don't see why ya wouldn't be fit ta mentor 'er."
Pikekit was doing some serious exploring, this was the leader’s den right? It looked different from the others. His head peeked around the corner, eyes wide, it sure was a lotta space. The nursery seemed rather cramped in comparison.
His paws silently moved forward step by step, a little in awe.
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[ The pest is exploring and coming to meet his auntie <3 ]
`~Owlstar
She, Her\Leader\51 moons\Riverclan
"My pulse is clear, rushing through my ears."
The small pitter patter of paws was what filled her ears today, prompting the she-cat to sit up from her mossbed and straighten from a lay to a sit, her one eyed gaze trained onto the spotted kit. Ah, this was Rowanmane's kin, Pikekit, right? The leader blinked, watching as the small cat took in their surroundings, likely drinking in the size of her den.
"Aye chap." Owlstar called out to them, giving a small tilt of her scarred head. "Whatcha doin' so far away from the nursery, eh?" she teased, her tone lighter than it usually was. It always nice to see kits wander into her den, seemingly unafraid of her and her gnarly appearance. Plus, she just loved kits, regardless of whatever antics they spurred into.
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[this post takes place in a different timeline than primroseadder reporting the rogues, and also takes place shortly before her kitting! o7]
Primroseadder approached the entrance to Owlstar's den, her pawsteps wobbly due to her swollen belly. The queen ducked her head low to look inside and make sure that Owlstar was in there. When she spotted the leader's light brown pelt, she called inside. ''Owlstar? May I come in? I wanted ta talk ta ya 'bout another warrior takin' on Flickerpaw for a little bit, since 'm expectin' kits.''
Owlstar perked at the sound of Primroseadder's voice, finding her words rather interesting. Kits? Wow, that was new. "Jeepers, congratulations lassy." Owlstar purred before piping up her voice to call in the expecting she-cat. "C'mon in."
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Wildkit
RiverClan Kit ⯎ He/Him ⯎ 5 moons "I've got these demons, they keep screaming"
Wildkit had woken up that morning with a memory. A memory that had seemed so distant a few moons ago, but now seemed like it was happening over and over. The funny thing about it was, he didn't ever remember it. This was the first time. The small tom yawned, his eyes gleaming with determination. He finally realized what his dream had been about, exactly one moon ago. His father? Was he in trouble? That was what his dream was hinting at. He thought about sharing it with Twigkit, but she would probably tell him it was just a dream. Owlstar would be different, though. Right? Wildkit stood up, shaking his legs loose. He made his way confidently to Owlstar's den, his head high. He had never been in here before, and his jaw dropped as he entered. Woah. He had expected it to be much fancier, with pebbles and prey and shiny stuff. But it was a regular den, just with a lot more space. Definitely not what he had expected, but cool. The kit pulled his mouth back shut, and looked up at his leader. Owlstar! Owlstar! He exclaimed, ducking his head.
{ @Marigoldwhisper - Owlstar }
`~Owlstar
She, Her\Leader\51 moons\Riverclan
"My pulse is clear, rushing through my ears."
The tabby perked up from where she was, not in her mossbed, but rather eating a small seagull she'd gotten from the freshkill pile, her muzzle and paws tinged with crimson as she ate away and pulled at feathers. She cleaned off whatever feathers kept their sheen and form and placed the to the side, planning to decorate her space with them later.
Plus, she was also planning on decapitating the bird and skinning it, keeping it's skull and spine. She'd never forgotten how fun bones were, so she was pleasently excited to get to that part. She was so wrapped up in chewing and sorting, she nearly didn't hear Wildkit. The tabby looked to the smaller cat and gingerly licked away the blood of her meal, making her look less manic (not like she was in the first place). The last thing she wanted was to scare away the young cat.
"Ah, ya called?" Of course he did, but she was just teasing. "What's eatin' ya, eh?"
Primroseadder RiverClan Queen
She / Her ; 23 Moons
Killer Aptitude Tier 3 [Inactive]
Ultimate Predator [Perm. Active]
Go with the Flow [Inactive]
Shadow Fiend [Inactive]
A purr rumbled in Primroseadder's throat at Owlstar's congratulations. ''Thank ya, Owlstar. I haven't...I haven't told Freezin'fury yet, so I would appreciate it if this didn't make its way ta his ears at the moment,'' the queen shouldered her way into the den, sitting back on her haunches. ''If you're okay with it, I was hopin' that Adderstrike could take on Flickerpaw's trainin' for a little while, just until my kits are either old enough ta take care of 'emselves 'n listen ta the other queens, or until they're made apprentices. Flickerpaw isn't like Mosslight, 'n he's a bit more...difficult, ta say the least.''
Her whiskers twitched. '''N by difficult, I mean that he was ignorin' my orders. When I took 'im ta see the ThunderClan border at Smallpines, a ThunderClanner was there, 'n they were indulgin' each other. I wasn't happy with Flickerpaw 'n assigned 'im ta elders' duty for a moon, without help. Told 'im that the only cat he could ask for stuff from was Berryshine, as she's the cat with the mouse bile, 'n whatever else he needed ta take care of the elders.''
Primroseadder's large ears flicked. ''Flickerpaw's a good apprentice, Owlstar, but he thinks he knows everythin' already. 'm ready ta start callin' 'im Mr. Know-It-All if he doesn't start listenin' ta me,'' the queen gave a wave of her tail. '''m askin' for Adderstrike 'cause not only was she my mentor, but I know that she'll keep Flickerpaw on his paws 'n in his place. I plan on askin' 'er, too, but I wanted ta get your thoughts first.''
[ @Marigoldwhisper | Owlstar ; i'm too lazy to make two separate interactions in this post, so i'm just going to say that prim left off-screen for the other one ^^ also, mountainspring post coming up ]
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Dizzybug padded in excitedly. They’d found the perfect gift for the leader! Fortunately, it wasnt a fishing spider molt like the one he’d found once that.. hadn’t gone down well with the other warriors in camp. It was.. a great big heron skull they’d found on a stroll that morning! Who or whatever killed the thing must’ve been pretty strong. It was gorgeous — perfect to give to such an esteemed member of the clan!
Suddenly, they spoke once they’d spotted the leader.
“Oh, Owlstar! Hello! Hi! I’ve got a gift for you — it’s a bird skull I found! No clue how it died, but whatever finished the job must’ve been pretty strong,” they mewed happily, nudging the big bony lump toward the tabby.
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