CRUMBLING CASTLES ; pit fight [ SUNSETPAW vs GOLDENPAW ]

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Pain. That was it, the first thing she registered as her conscious state regained its foothold. She was rubbing her head by the time sights and sounds make themselves known as well, the gentle attempt to wake her from the fellow discens working beautifully, it was a shame that nothing else would be as kind. ”What in the god damn-“ The girl muttered under her breath, pushing her weight to her paws and swaying a bit. It was made quickly known that this was not home, this was much colder, and the scent of old blood knocked the rest of her awake. She looked around, not quite frantically as much as, say, disturbed, before looking to Goldenpaw. ”I...I have no idea.”

People, there were faces up there. Faces she didn’t know, admittedly, but faces. Her pupils narrowed. ”Hey, what the hell? What’s your fucking deal?” Perhaps there were better ways of demanding answers. Oh well.

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