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sorry it sucks again. x.x
Asariel's bi-colored eyes widened at the sight of the scar. She wondered what had caused it; it must have hurt, she thought. She was proud of her friend for saving the youngster. What an act of bravery that must've been, Asariel thought. The woman graciously took the dark wood stool and sat down on it, flicking her bushy multi colored tail as she thought. "Ouch, how did that happen? It looks like it hurt," The woman said, raising her eyes to meet Rendall's face. Asariel herself had a couple hefty scars; one that wrapped around her foreleg and the other that was on her flank. She had no idea what had happened to her, but it must've been bad whatever it was.
As she sipped her cocoa she wondered where she'd gotten the scars. She'd obviously been injured when she was very young, what other reason could she have for not remembering something like that?
So many things to remember and so many to forget...
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