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Wherever Bluestar has ended up, it's very dark; dark enough that it's difficult to see any of her except the green reflection in her pupils and the silver of her muzzle. Her fur is fluffed up, and she's still wearing her black kitty coat. She hasn't run into anyone who can help her get out of it.]
Travel here is so much harder than it was back home...
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And she's been much too picky about her meals, a fact which is confirmed by the loud rumbling of her belly.]
...Cats aren't meant to survive on our own. I need a companion. If anyone knows how to get to where I am... I'll travel with a Twoleg if I have to, but I don't know how long I can make it alone.
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It's been so long since she's seen another face that wasn't on her glowbox. It's painfully lonely after spending her entire life surrounded by her clan.]
If anyone has seen Rocket, please let me know where he is. Rocket, if you see this, tell me you're still alright.
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Maybe those memories of traveling with him weren't real, but that doesn't mean she can't worry about him.]