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Running, she was doing that a lot lately, her lungs burn from exhaustion as she looks around, obviously frightened "Cream?" She sharply yet quietly called out, hoping that the young rabbit was okay, swallowing she hurried out of the area, can't stay still for too long, it'll catch her otherwise.
Oh Cream, please be okay...
She covered her nose and mouth as the stench of decay hit as she steps over various Flicky corpses - was that one hanging from a tree by its guts?! Oh Chaos, she wanted to hurl.
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