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    [size=6pt]Tortie point | Blue eyes
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    Naoko dipped her head to Boo in acceptance, while her wounded shoulder's pain filled most of her head she didn't wish to aggravate the tom who would help her get better. Not that even if he does help me I'll see him again anytime soon. Unless of course life plays another cruel, sick joke on me! Naoko thought angrily, her tail lashing once or twice before she caught herself and wrapped it tightly against her flank. She knew her place, and she knew why she was here. Life was cruel, and unloving to those who didn't deserve it's love. The fact she was born a female in a place where they are disgusted proves that fact, and Naoko hated every moment life played her tune just to laugh again and again.


    Naoko's lips curled slightly as she watched Boo dab mouse bile onto Rhys shoulder, she knew it had to be one of the worst treatments out there but if it got rid of ticks it was worth it. She tried to roll her shoulder gently, hoping that by some miracle the severe pain had been elevated and she could leave to resume her activities. Yet, as she knew it had to be, that same tearing feeling rippled under her skin and she winced, her whole forearm tensing until the wave of pain had passed. Naoko got a better stance to hold off the pain as long as she could until Boo could see her. She'd noticed Collateral Damage and Rhys looking outside of the den, at who exactly she didn't know or particularly care. All this small tortie point knew was that someone had one to many future baby-makers than was allowed and someone would pay the price, and sadly it would probably be those same future baby-makers.


    Naoko looked up as Boo finally was finished with the rest of his patients, her foreleg giving a dizzying twitch as she tried to move it closer to the tom. "I was walking and slipped into a pothole, wrenching my shoulder pretty good. It's a miracle I made it over here without keeling over from the pain..." She said this in the same soft voice as before, however behind it there was no real emotion. The events of her injured shoulder replaying in her mind and they were far from how it had happened, yet what did these tom's care? Naoko was sure the sooner she got out of their fur, and they got out of hers, their lives would be alot simpler.
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    [size=36pt]Boo.[/size]


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    Boo sighed softly, growing tired with the days events. He knew his life would continue to be like this, he chose it. Now he just hoped it would dawn on him that he was making a difference. He was making lives easier, wasn't he?


    "Just try to come over here, and lie down in his nest." he directed, hoping the few steps wouldn't cause too much pain. "I want you to lie on your good side, so I can get a better look at your bad leg. It appears to be broken, but that's nothing I can't fix." he said, with a comical wink as he turned to his herbs. He heard Damage say something about marigold, and cobwebs, but he wasn't paying too close attention. He decided to go with the herbs he knew he heard, and some others he had on his mind. This cat was going to be pain free when he was done with her...
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    Icegaze shivered in fear. The tom, Swiftkit, pranced around fearlessly. His chest puffed out. He had forgot about his old clan and planned on being the best warrior in Skull. He smiled at the thought. Although, his sisters wanted their old clan, especially Willowkit. But Swiftkit would mew, "That's because your weak." Snowkit usually kept her desire for her old clan hidden. Icegaze soon fell asleep, Snowkit curled beside her and Willowkit and Swiftkit padded off to play.