ONCE BITTEN, TWICE SHY }} INJURED AND JOINING

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    The brown tabby kitten had been wandering for days throughout Hawkclan territory, pain shooting through him whenever he walked. Those darn cars, they had ran over his tail, and then finally when he tried to run, practically ripped his skin off his hind legs. And man it hurt, maggot infested, and just plain awful.


    His family had abandoned him at a young age - and then some people found him. He became a house cat, only to be dropped off by the road like a piece of trash. And, of course, now he knew not to trust anyone - they would surely hurt him and break his heart like all the others.


    Crying and tears streaming down his face as the kitten named Arden dragged himself through the land, he finally came apon some kind of stinking line, that obviously separated one group from another. Too scared to interact with the cats he was about to meet, he tried to get away, and that was when his legs failed beneath him.

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    The small kit ran through the woods, trying to remember her way back." Stupid mom!" she hissed under her breath. Coabltkit, daughter of fearlesslove and coppertail , planned to run away from her annoying family. She was almost to the boarder when a crying stopped her dead in her path. " hello?" she whispered, scarred that the small patrol trying to find her would hear her. The brave kit slowly padded along the ocean shore, crouching down low to the tan sand. Looking down she noticed a small trail of blood leading into a palm grotto. " hello? are you ok?" she called pushing through the branches and into the small clearing. In the middle was a bloody, brown tabby tom with what looked like ripped legs. " are you going to hurt me?" she asked, tilting her head.


    ooc: can they grow up and become mates?? :-[ :-[ :-[

    Sorry but that takes a lot of time, and even more effort because Arden is very scared of everyone, as said before, and needs to know he can trust them, which takes a lot of work.


    A low moan came of of his mouth, trying his best to curl up into a ball. It was no use, he was too injured. How badly he wanted to run away just made him have more effort into the situation, using his front legs to push himself up, and then trying his best to run away. And let me tell you, it didn't work well. Only getting about one or two inches away from where he was before, the brown tabby finally gave up and lay there, still.

    [size=8]While he had intended to merely check the borders and mark them if they needed it, it became apparent that such simple intentions were a vain hope by the time he made it over there. For not only was one of HawkClan's own kittens hanging about, but there was apparently one who was currently trying to drag himself into a hiding place. Unsuccessfully.


    As soon as he spotted the young duo, Capricornstar approached the pair of them, eyes immediately flickering to Arden, first, since he seemed to be the primary subject at the moment. Running his emerald gaze down the kitten's pelt, noting his wounds and injured legs with a twitch of the ear, he meowed, "Hello there. You're on HawkClan's territory, but you needn't worry about that just yet. We'll get you treated by one of our Shamans, alright?"


    Narrowing his eyes thoughtfully, the ebony Monarch added, [b]"My name is Capricornstar. I'm HawkClan's Monarch. What's your name and how did you get here?"

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    Pitiful he was, still trying to get away. It was too many cats near him already, even though it was only two. He didn't necessarily hate other animals - he was just scared of them. But, his history was clearly explained before, and he preferred to keep it to himself anyway. "Arden.." He coughed, obviously he hadn't used his voice in quite awhile. "Hit by car.."

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][size=8]OC - Ryu you beat me to it you bum winKS


    Lately the deputy had been working with feverish haste, moving to and fro with countless duties at her paw. No time to have those usual chats with her mate and talk about simple life-- it was now that, with the disappearances of so many, she had to haul more work than she signed up for. Escalating up the ranks, you don't get much of a choice. The clan becomes more and more yours and you become all the more liable for things going on. Responsibility was a classic bitch, but in all honesty, she didn't quite mind the hustle. Working did her well and helped her rid the belly fat from the recent litter, what, a week ago? Already back on her paws, the General was ready to seize the world.


    The cinnamon tabby undoubtedly sensed the tenseness in the air. It wasn't everyday the air claimed a bloody mask, and so she ventured off in the direction of what she thought to be a hunting patrol. More times than not the deputy figured smelling blood was fine, and that it was a training worn apprentice, or even more commonly a load of fresh kill brought back by a patrol. This, however, was no regular thing. A joining most likely given the commotion and conversations, and even more so the foreign, acrid taste on her tongue. But the stale, crisp smell of wounds and a forsaken life clung to her conscience and forced Copperwires to further investigate.


    Jogging to the scene with placid green eyes, she croaked warily, "Capricornstar?" The Monarch was undoubtedly present as she knew her mate all too well to mistake it. Coming closer to truly see what and who this was, the deputy inaudibly cussed under her breath and raised her pastel green gaze. An abandoned kit just as she thought, but coating in crimson and barely on its paws. The pain not only surged through Arden, but she, too. The hormones of only recently baring kits gnawed at her heart and she made a small 'tsk' sound before turning to the ebony leader. His superiority overruled her, but he probably wouldn't mind her slipping in and continuing with the acceptance process. After all, the longer the took, the more they risked, "Would you like to join us, young one?" Her honey striped fur bristled with realization, "You need medical attention first, what am I thinking?" She again cussed under her breath out of respect and scampered away, fetching a Medicine Cat or Apprentice.

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    Skyscraper Elekevu | Viceroy | Red tabby/Jaguar
    Super Senses | Multiple Possessions

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    She's just a girl and she's on fire
    Hotter than a fantasy, lonely like a highway
    She's living in a world and it's on fire
    Filled with catastrophe, but she knows she can fly away

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    [size=6pt]#Hawkclan, #Skyscraper, #ebonydoa[/size]
    Skyscraper walked through her borders in her jaguar body, after the catnapping and damages the clan faced she choose her most powerful body to walk Hawkclan's borders with. The spotted wildcat was traveling slowly, her super senses viewing what was ahead. Her attention was finally caught by something. An severely injured kitten walk in her clan's territory and she was immediately running towards him.


    Two high positions were already there so she smiply smiled at the kit warmly and stood next to her friend Copperwires. It was alright now, the brown tabby would be given medical treatment and a new home. A life saved and a new member of Hawkclan.[/fancypost]


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    Everybody stares, as she goes by
    'Cause they can see the flame that's in her eyes
    Watch her when she's lighting up the night
    Nobody knows that she's a lonely girl
    And it's a lonely world
    But she gon' let it burn, baby, burn, baby

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    Hawkclan | Extremely Difficult | Can Transform into Jaguar | No Kill or Capture

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    He was scared when he saw the two cats approaching him. Now just imagine what would happen if a jaguar came up to him. That's right - he would simply just freak out. And that was exactly what the injured kitten did, now trying once again to waddle away.


    Front legs taking the blow of his weight, the kitten started to run - well, attempt to - away, little limbs carrying him as far as a few inches, until he finally rested for a few seconds, and the cycle began again. This continued until he was near a shrub, in which he proceeded to hide in, covering himself as best he could.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify](bringing sweety in ~)


    It wasn't like she was attempting to scare the poor soul. No, it was obvious he was afraid. Padding up behind Copperwires, Sweetnothing cocked her head towards the bush where the little baby had just scurried into. Cocking her calico head, she crouched low. Being one of the most motherly freaking cats in the Clan, she knew how most kits reacted to things. And this one was no different than the other scared little ones she had seen, besides the fact that he was broken and beaten down.


    Taking one small step forward, Sweety's chin was on the groun, attempting to become his size so he would be less scared. Flicking her tail in her sister's jaguar direction, the Queen meowed, "Sky, can you back up a tad?" With that being said, the slim calico feline let her green and blue eyes soften.


    "Hey, honey, can you come out? I know you're scared. But we're not going to hurt you. We're just going to help you. I promise." While others had taken the route of 'do you want to join' Sweetnothing tried to appeal more to a kit. "Are you hungry?"[/justify][/fancypost]

    He hardly heard any of her words. That was, until the word hungry came up. Hungry he was, stomach growling. He had depended on people for his food once, that was obviously a mistake. But now this cat wanted to know if he was hungry. Sure he was, of course, the kitten couldn't catch food for himself.


    "Hungry.." Arden mewed quietly, voice squeaking as he slowly said the word. Slinking back further into the bush he had claimed, it was clear he really didn't want to come out. It wasn't unusual that a kitten was scared of strangers at first, but his was a real fear. Something that would take time to overcome, not just some sweet words.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify]Not knowing if he was weaned or not, Sweetnothing wasn't sure how to react to his word. But, she did know even before she asked that he would be hungry so she cursed herself for not being ready to act on what he replied. "You are hungry? We can get you food. Come out, little one. We're going to feed you and help you get better. How does that sound?"[/justify][/fancypost]

    "No." Arden answered simply, not budging a muscle. Sure, he was tempted to move out and get some lunch - but he never knew, they could turn on him at any moment, just like his past families. He wasn't taking the risk anymore. He'd rather just be left alone, but instead, he moved an inch towards he. Just an inch, but a start.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify]When the cute little kitten inched forward, Sweetnothing backed up one inch, giving him space to keep coming if he wanted to. Turning her face into a big, warm grin, Sweetnothing purred, "Aww, c'mon. I know you must be hungry. I'm hungry, too. What would you like? I'll go get whatever you want."[/justify][/fancypost]

    "I don't know what I want." The kitten mewed quietly, setting one tiny paw forward. He hardly knew what a mouse was, and definitely not anything other than what he had ate before - house cat food. "Dinner?" He mewed once again, setting the other paw forward, but still not moving his back legs. Dinner was a word his humans had used, when to was time to eat.

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    Skyscraper Elekevu | Viceroy | Red tabby/Jaguar
    Super Senses | Multiple Possessions

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    She's just a girl and she's on fire
    Hotter than a fantasy, lonely like a highway
    She's living in a world and it's on fire
    Filled with catastrophe, but she knows she can fly away

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    [size=6pt]#Hawkclan, #Skyscraper, #ebonydoa[/size]
    Skyscraper felt extremely guilty and back away when the kitten freaked out. She watched Sweetnothing handled the situation.


    [rushed.][/fancypost]


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    Everybody stares, as she goes by
    'Cause they can see the flame that's in her eyes
    Watch her when she's lighting up the night
    Nobody knows that she's a lonely girl
    And it's a lonely world
    But she gon' let it burn, baby, burn, baby

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    Hawkclan | Extremely Difficult | Can Transform into Jaguar | No Kill or Capture

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify]"Dinner?" The world felt foreign on her tongue but she connected it with food. He didn't know what he wanted. Well that was going to be a harder than she expected. When he took another step forward, she felt her heart grow.


    Would she be able to help this young one? Would she become like her mother, the ex-Deputy, and take in the kits that have nowhere else to go? Would she be the 'Mother of HawkClan'? The calico she-cat took another step back to give him more room and nodded. "Dinner. What do you want for Dinner?"[/justify][/fancypost]

    "Can I see..." He mewed slowly, eyes getting bigger as he pictured what he thought they had - which of course, was his cat food at the home he once had. "What you have?.." The brown kitten finished his sentence, sitting in place.


    [[//rushed]]

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify]The calico feline backed up again and gave him a bigger, welcoming smile. "We have food in our camp. If you come with us you can have some."


    [ugh, no muse for sweety, sorry D: ][/justify][/fancypost]