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Post by Toxicshadow on Dec 10, 2012 22:42:14 GMT -5
Toxicshadow slowly sat up, rubbing her eyes. She yawned, stretching. Pulling her black, waist length hair back, she quickly- and messily- braided it. She tucked a stray hair behind her ear, out of the way of her eyes, which, like always, were bright red, but not just from tiredness. Her eyes were normally red, well not bright red, but dark red.
She stood up, rubbing her sore shoulder. She was in a fight again, and she dislocated her shoulder. She got in lots of fights, she really was a troublemaker, she never really knew why she was accepted to the warrior status. Her mentor never wanted her to be, but hey, it happened non-the-less. Tucking her knife from under her pillow, into her boot she sat down again, well, she fell back down. Her leg, she forgot, she cut her leg open during the fight. She sighed, then smiled a little, thinking about the fight again.
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