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Frostpaw drew her paw out of the puddle, flinching as she noticed the crimson dripping from it. She resisted the urge to run away screaming, instead turning to face the warrior.
"Hello, Lizardstripe. And, yes, I have been struggling with that. But it's not much of a problem for me." She sat down, making a mental note to talk to Lionwhisker about this visit. This.. Lizardstripe seemed to be waiting for her to say something, of which she couldn't figure out. Did they have any plants here? Her mind began to wander, as she looked around the place for any signs of life.