Can.. can you help me?

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    A young she-cat, probably only about 8 moons in age, awoke in a very unfamiliar place, with no clue to how she got there. Well.. maybe it was only unfamiliar because she couldn't quite see it. Everything around her was blurry, and her head hurt like mad. What had happened? Where was she? ... Who was she?
    Slowly, she stood up on shaky paws, and managed a slow pace forward. Not that it was easy, everytime she moved it hurt more. Something seemed to be wrong with her paw, and all she smelled was blood.
    Just blood, everywhere.
    It was no use, she could barely move, so she gave up walking and sat down. After a bit of thought, she figured out the smell of blood was coming from her. But behind that, there was also a different scent, something she recognized. Other cats.
    Maybe they can.. help.. me... she thought, before her vision faded to black, and she was unconscious once more.


    In her dream, there was white. Nothing white, white background, white everything. Her head didn't hurt, and she could see clearly, not that there was much to see, until she looked around and saw something very interesting. It was... a sort of castle. With towers, yes towers. It felt familiar, it felt like home, not that she remembered being here before. Had she been here before?
    "Hello? Is this my home? Why don't I remember anything?"
    But it was only a dream and things faded to darkness once more.

    The post was edited 1 time, last by Headff0nes♬ ().

    [fancypost bgcolor= opacity: 0.5; borderwidth=0px;][font=georgia][color=white]Being an Oracle trainee, Minuet was always quick to the seen when she could smell blood, and the three legged feline raced over to the seen as fast as possible, herbs at the ready.


    [ what are her injuries? ]


    Using her strong nose, the small dog, Cinder, sniffed out blood...coming from such a young and innocent cat. Her heart melted, as it would for such things. She walked towards the small cat and frowned. She bent down to sniff it, "I-I don't think I can recognize her scent...I don't think she's a part of the Elite."

    OOC; she has cuts up and down her legs, making it difficult to walk. She hit her head pretty hard, causing amnesia and temporary blurry vision, and has gashes along her back. She's losing blood.


    IC;

    The unnamed cat tried to lift her head, but found it hurt and was too difficult at the moment. She called out something, but afterwords wasn't exactly sure what she was trying to say. Did it matter? Everything felt a bit... fuzzy.. and blurry... Her breathing grew hoarse, and she closed her eyes trying to fall asleep once more.

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    Solem Midday Fortis animi
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    The petite blue tabby kitten padded up to the stranger, silently scanning the injured feline from head to tail and keeping a distance from it like she always did when it came to strangers.
    /pathetically museless trackpost

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    [size=26pt]MISERY[/size]

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    MIsery was there with herbs.


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    Lyra the silver tabby kitten padded up near the injured she-cat. She was shocked at all her cuts, and her blood. She wondered if they was any way she can help, even though she just recently joined the Elite.


    ooc; lyra had amnesia before. the first time she woke up in elite territory, she has no recollection or memory of anything that happened before.