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[deimos]

WE'RE THE ASTEROID THAT'S OVERDUE

Where was he- that was the only thought pacing his head. The seemingly gentle bobtailed domestic paced the shore, his fur drenched and his gaze flickering about the island. His body was tight, muscles tensed.
Blood dripped from his pelt, but he wasn't sure from where, or if it was even his. His gaze stopped on the forest, gritting his teeth. Eyes narrowed, glimmering angrily. "Where am I." He muttered.

His claws gripped at the sand. He began pacing, only to wince and topple slightly. His hind leg ached, now that he thought about it. Eyes swung towards his leg, seeing the rather large gash in his leg. He sat, trying to twist to paw at it, only to raise his paw to his head and wincing as his paw pulled back red. "A wound. Two, actually." He mumbled to himself, seemingly unhappy with that fact. He sighed tensely, pushing to his paws and moving towards the treeline, limping. He couldn't be caught like this, especially if there was enemies.

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