turning over a new leaf (p; fawn)

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    [align=center][size=10][font=arial][color=#2E950E]TEMPORALSHENANIGANS [color=white]✖ [color=#2E950E]RADICALCLAN[color=white] ✖ [color=#2E950E]RADICAL[color=white] ✖ [color=#2E950E]HARD[color=white] ✖ [color=#2E950E]NO KILL/CAPTURE/SERIOUS INJURY[color=white] ✖ [color=#2E950E]TELEPATHY
    [b][color=#2E950E]PUT NAME IN LIMEGREEN IF ATTACKING

    [fancypost bgcolor=; background:url(http://warriorcatsrpg.com/Them…VqcUIcShdmgdkZealpgAA.png); height: 270px; width: 170px; border-radius: 20px; border: 2px solid black; margin-top: 5px;][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=#347B0B; height: 270px; width: 200px; border-radius: 20px; border: 2px solid white; margin-top: 5px; overflow: auto; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; color: white; text-align: center;]Temporalshenanigans was feeling a bit down lately, now since her precious mate was gone. She was still trying to tie in holes that were left when she was gone all this time, and the femme needed her reputation to be better for once. Besides, she was trying out to get to at least be an Honor, so why not start by making friendships? They could give her moral support, and obviously, she was quite lonely and down in the dumps.




    The multi-colored she-cat was really just turning over a new leaf, in a sense. Starting anew. Padding with cautious steps into what Amazonrain and Rosie called "home", Tempy called the said Head Medicine Cat, no, she was a leopard now. Craning her neck to spot the spotted feline, the radical's fur stood on end. Was this even worth it?

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    Amazonrain was finding it a bit difficult to adjust to this strange new body. She had first started in a petit little seal point frame, her most commonly known, and then out of the blue here she was, placed inside the form of a muscular female jaguar. She wasn't going to complain at all, for her new body was considerably healthier, stronger, and in her eyes, quite attractive. The female sauntered from the storage spaces, where she was having quite difficulty fitting in -the room was quite cramped compared to her large capacity. Noticing Temporalshenanigans, the she-cat dipped her head in polite greeting, with a smile plastered on her large maw. "Can I help you?"

    [align=center][size=16pt][font=georgia][color=#2E950E][i]AND FROM YOUR LIPS

    [fancypost bgcolor=; background:url(http://warriorcatsrpg.com/Them…VqcUIcShdmgdkZealpgAA.png); height: 270px; width: 170px; border-radius: 20px; border: 2px solid black; margin-top: 5px;][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=#347B0B; height: 270px; width: 200px; border-radius: 20px; border: 2px solid white; margin-top: 5px; overflow: auto; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; color: white; text-align: center;]"Y-yes. Amazonrain, I need help with my depression. I don't know if it's a medical thing or .."Temporal's voice drifted off, and she shrunk down, embarrassed. The brilliant and tough side of the tortie was now locked away, and her new personaloty in a sense was not normal. Either that or she was shy around higher positions? No, it wouldn't be. Her mother is the leader and her sister is a Royal Guard. Why would she be so rash about this conversation?


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    Depression huh? Well, she couldn't say that she hadn't seen it in cats before, in fact, she had been depressed for a period in her life to, but she needed to move forth for her family and loved ones. That's what kept her going, no matter if they stopped helping her along the way. "Well, it's really you that needs to change then. You gotta believe that you can change." Amazonrain explained, seating herself down in the shade and wrapping her massive tail around her large paws.

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    .. It just feels like my life is crumbling around me,"the multi-colored femme lowered herself to her haunches after seeing the spotted feline settle down onto the floor. It seemed she would be here for awhile.




    Temporalshenanigans parted her jaws to heave a small sigh, the emotions that were building up for so long tumbling around in her stomach, making her feel sick. It was not the greatest feeling, for sure, and the sensation made her head spin, but she kept her lunch down, trying not to ruin a good conversation. Besides, it would be terribly embarrassing to vomit upon the Medicine Cat and watch her clean it up. That would be gross.


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    Huh, crumbling? That was easily said. Life had always shown no interest in building up the walls that collapsed, and that was the case with depression. Amazonrain would know, that during the darkest times there seemed to be no escape. Like everything was going wrong and nothing was going to be right. The medic nodded, listening to what Temporal had to say about her depression. She felt sorry for the young radical to experience such nasty things, but the medic had grown up probably from apprentice-age being depressed, it wasn't like she wasn't advanced. "I know what you mean. What's going so wrong in life?" Amazonrain asked, absentmindedly dragging her tail around the dust-covered ground.

    [align=center][size=16pt][font=georgia][color=#2E950E][i]AND FROM YOUR LIPS

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    Amazonrain padded closer to the multi-coloured she-cat, resting her tail on the she-cats shoulder and giving a gentle little coo. "Calm down, it's okay. Tell me what you want." the jaguar rumbled, not exactly being able to meow when her voice was much deeper and forceful. She hoped that the she-cat would be okay, depression was a nasty business. It was like quicksand, the more you move and struggle the more you fall deeper, but the more you keep a level-head you may rise to the surface.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; background:url(http://warriorcatsrpg.com/Them…VqcUIcShdmgdkZealpgAA.png); height: 270px; width: 170px; border-radius: 20px; border: 2px solid black; margin-top: 5px;][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=#347B0B; height: 270px; width: 200px; border-radius: 20px; border: 2px solid white; margin-top: 5px; overflow: auto; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; color: white; text-align: center;]"I want Warby back!"The femme let out a small whimper, despair in her olive eyes. The white she-cat was in her mind now, crippled across the beach, limp, dead. And she didn't have her last breaths with her mate. Oh the mind was horrible now that she held all of her memories back. Most of them weren't even cheerful. She did nothing with her life until now, and she's thinking it's a little too late. Tempy rubbed a paw against the bare flesh on her ear, another reminder that Warblercall was dead.


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    Oh yeah. That... That was awful. The she-cat frowned, stroking her tail along her spine. "Let it out love." the head medicine cat cooed, giving a little sigh.


    > rushed

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    Amazonrain was a bit confused. She didn't exactly know what had happened, but she didn't want to push a button and step somewhere wrong. "What... What exactly happened?" oh no, curiosity got the better of her, and with a little flick of her thick leopard-spotted tail, the head medic waited for her response.

    [align=center][size=16pt][font=georgia][color=#2E950E][i]AND FROM YOUR LIPS

    [fancypost bgcolor=; background:url(http://warriorcatsrpg.com/Them…VqcUIcShdmgdkZealpgAA.png); height: 270px; width: 170px; border-radius: 20px; border: 2px solid black; margin-top: 5px;][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=#347B0B; height: 270px; width: 200px; border-radius: 20px; border: 2px solid white; margin-top: 5px; overflow: auto; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; color: white; text-align: center;]"Well, the day I returned to RadicalClan, it was all happy and cheety .. but after a couple sunrises it had seemed as if Warby had dissapeered. I was so confused, but I thought it was just the stress from her kits, so I didn't let it bother me. About a moon after this, she was still never around, so I began to take walks in an attempt to find out where she was, and one day .. I found her lying on the beach, dead. I think she had gotten sick."Temporalshenanigans sighed. ( very low muse )


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    > yeah lol same boat here man.


    Amazonrain didn't understand, if she was sick, why didn't she come to her for help? Amazonrain could've fixed her up right away! "Why didn't she come to me?" the leopard asked the multicoloured calico, non-existent brows knitting together in confusion.

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    Was it suicide then? What had been going on so wrong in her life that would cause her to commit that? "Was anything else happening in her life?" the jaguar asked Temporalshenanigans, eyes narrowing slightly. This was actually getting quite interesting now...

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; background:url(http://warriorcatsrpg.com/Them…VqcUIcShdmgdkZealpgAA.png); height: 270px; width: 170px; border-radius: 20px; border: 2px solid black; margin-top: 5px;][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=#347B0B; height: 270px; width: 200px; border-radius: 20px; border: 2px solid white; margin-top: 5px; overflow: auto; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; color: white; text-align: center;]"I have no idea .. she was really happy that I was back .. and me and her finally had the kits we had been wanting for so long .."It felt so weird talking about a dead cat. Tempy just wished the white femme hadn't passed. She was already worried about the kits. Only Pyrokit was ever around.


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    Amazonrain frowned. That was surprising then, to just float away without a real reason. There must have been something behind it, but she couldn't put a finger on it. "If you don't mind me asking, were there any marks on the body?"

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; background:url(http://warriorcatsrpg.com/Them…VqcUIcShdmgdkZealpgAA.png); height: 270px; width: 170px; border-radius: 20px; border: 2px solid black; margin-top: 5px;][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=#347B0B; height: 270px; width: 200px; border-radius: 20px; border: 2px solid white; margin-top: 5px; overflow: auto; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; color: white; text-align: center;]"No ma'am. I didn't want to investigate further, but I noiced her paws were cracked."Temporalshenanigans saw herself in her mind again, screeching for her to come back. After that, the feline tried backing it up a bit more, but only saw the dusty floor of her house.


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    Amazonrain nodded, that was a typical case of her body being either left there for too long, or her walking too much. "That's fine, but thank you." she mewed to the amber and black furred cat, dipping her head. "I apologize for your loss."