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Fujimoto was a fast cat- once. When the bones beneath his skin did not ache and protest from certain twists and hurried pressure. It still was nothing compared to the pain of impact and forcibly ejecting bones where they should not be, but it would be foolish to believe things would ever return as they once were. Still, Fujomoto was a warrior, among Hawkstar's council, and once given an order he would do anything he must to fulfill it.
"Hawkstar!" Their voice is shrill in desperation, jaw clenched in the dulled pain lancing down his leg. "Th-The Thunder- the border, it's- there's fighting!" The Guard stammered out in his exasperation. His gaze turned to Downypaw, inhaling sharply. "Y-You did well t-to listen. Your-Your deputy and l-leader always, always comes f-first."
@Hawkstar
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