Good job, now...um...type?
I know, I need a lighter shade of grey
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She looked at him horrified. Please no. She couldn't tell him. Maybe she should stall him, until Ash wakes up. She stepped in front of his path. "Where are you going?" She questioned. "I can't have a weak cat like running off and getting more hurt." She sounded like his mother, and she desperately wished she was.
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