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Tentatively, Maple limped her way over to his direction, her countenance concerned with her eyes solemnly looking him over and a furrow etched lightly on her forehead. "Hello," she called after him, as she carefully toed her way over, "Are you all right darling?"
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Tentatively, Maple limped her way over to his direction, her countenance concerned with her eyes solemnly looking him over and a furrow etched lightly on her forehead. "Hello," she called after him, as she carefully toed her way over, "Are you all right darling?"
His sweaty black mane was short, thin, and wet. His nostrils flared and his thin little chest heaved. His ribs showed easily. Blood seeped into his brown baby fur, soaking it and mingling with sweat. Flesh showed through his belly and he whimpered slightly in pain.