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OOC>>> I'm not posting for Sorsha till I see if she's mauled to death by the cub and its mum [img]tongue.gif[/img]
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Isaura
Amidst the blurry and moist world she is experiencing, the babble of voices causes her to double over, almost throwing up. Her shaky hands attempt to grip the edge of the table, turning sweaty with every effort to keep herself conscious and thinking.
"W... water..." ~ Panting, she glances about wildly, wondering if ever her voice will be heard ~ "Please...could I... have..." ~ Shivering, she closes her eyes and finally rests her head on the table, some drool tricking from the corners of her mouth.
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