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Now I Know What Pride IsShe was twitching; that much she knew. And not just physically, either... her thoughts were rippling through her mind, again and again, over and over...
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They all carried the same message; pain, hurt, sore... pain... hurt... sore...
Suddenly, all thoughts stopped when her eyes flew open. Gasping for air, Hawkfeather looked around, vaguely recognising her surroundings.
"Hawkfeather, you okay?"
A young, petite tom padded over to the tortoiseshell she-cat, looking at her with worry and concern.
It took the she-cat quite a while to register who he was.
With yet another twitch, she asked, "Hollow... Hollowgaze? W-what... what's happened?"
Internally, she cursed herself for her lack of independence. Normally, she relied on herself, and herself only. Anycat else was just a stone on the road. She shuddered as she was hit by another wave of twitching.
"You injured yourself during the Sharptooth’s attack."
Hawk's body was throbbing, pulsating; she could feel that. The numbness of being unco