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OOC: Apologies for the long-ish post, and I've made a few assumptions about your character MeechMunchie  Not much, but as always if you don't like it you can say so 
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OOC:
No probs, my character is pretty vacant most of the time so he'll do pretty much what's needed.
IC:
Crunchy rapped on the door frame with his claw. The edge was very jaggedly torn. This had been done with brute force. The first thing a Meech learns is its position on the food chain, and that was not something that comforted him right now. Crunchy had felt that presence again, a minute ago when his guardian (Hembar) had collapsed. He wasn't sure how much he could trust her anymore.