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Feel free to say he has a broken rib or something, and powerplay whatever you need to do to fix it.
I've got to remember this is just a game

     A warning call from the falcon indicated someone was coming, and Draco tensed. He kept his muzzle low, ears back, and the hair along his spine rose. These people were strangers, and he did not trust them; Mab had warned him it was a savage place. Instead of a wild man, what came from the forest was a woman about the same age as his aunt and father. She looked like his mother too, but in very small ways; and that was something Draco was glad for. Had she been too familiar…well, he didn’t know what he would do. Instead, the woman spoke, and her voice reassured him that this was nothing remarkable.
     “My side,” he said, visibly calming. He gestured with his head, and made a point to remain still, indicating he would not move. The wound itself was buried under his red-black fur, and felt like it was on fire.





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