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N/A · 01-06-2014, 02:47 PM

A series of harsh coughs would rack the beautiful form, curled up in her den. Her throat felt rough, like a feline had raked its claws down every side, criss-crossing paths. Talking hurt, growls, whimpers, snarls. Anything involving having to use her voice. Thankfully she could walk around now, at least. Yes it took up a lot of her strength, but she could go a few yards from the den before finally getting tired. For now she needed to get out of this stuffy place, holding her breath as she pushed her body off the ground, then slithered out the small entrance. She moved through the small forest, the northern cold causing her thin body to shiver. Selene wouldn't stop there though, she needed to move, couldn't let this illness further make her weak, it was humiliating.

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Awesome table by Arwen <3

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