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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2011 10:01 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2011 10:16 pm
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2011 10:25 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2011 10:36 pm
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2011 10:41 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2011 10:50 pm
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2011 10:56 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2011 11:08 pm
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2011 11:17 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2011 11:25 pm
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2011 11:39 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2011 11:50 pm
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Kailee changed back, and with a bit of difficulty, considering that her right arm, the equivilant of the leg that was injured in her wolf form, was leg and there was a strange bend under the skin in her forearm, was able to get dressed. Once that was finished she wrapped her good arm around Leon in the best hug she could give at the moment, her right arm hanging limply by her side. "Thank you." she murmured. She was glad he had come, even if he had left her earlier, he had come back and saved her from worse injury. "I was really scared . . . I'm glad you came when you did." she added, though earlier would have, of course, been better, she'd delt with broken limbs before, much to her parents greivance. She could handle a broken arm.
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2011 12:02 am
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Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2011 10:11 pm
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2011 10:16 pm
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