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Hazel

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02-05-2023, 12:58 AM (This post was last modified: 02-17-2023, 12:07 AM by Hazel. Edited 2 times in total.)
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Hazel winced as she finally pulled herself up into the treehouse. Her shoulder was sore and scraped up from the fight, she’d fallen far harder than anticipated. Even with her armor on, she’d still bruised. That, and there were still her fair share of cuts and scrapes, one of which was particularly tender. Hissing to herself as she unfastened her armor, the red and pale girl grumbled to herself as she tried to take stock of it all.

“How do I know if this is infected or not?” She shouted into the bedroom, trying to take a look at a scrape on her side. There was no telling if Bas was actually home or not, Hazel just sort of assumed. She grimaced and then frowned, trying to peer at the awkward spot on her shoulder with little success.

"Hazel" & "Basilisk"






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