I CAN'T BREATHE! //open, loner having an asthma attack on Elite territory!!

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    A small, weak black kitten was laying on the ground, gasping for air. Her sea-green eyes looked around, praying for someone to save her. She struggled to get back up. As she was just about fully on her she fell into another coughing fit. She dropped back to the ground with another hack and then looked up at the sky pleadingly. "Help..." she attempted to say, voice quivering. She then coughed some more. Her little white paws flailed in the air as she struggled for breath.

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    Mirai Valerius
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    easy ; hemophilia a ; 3-4 months ; no kill/injuries ; pm for capture ; manip of molecules ; lives (3/9) ;
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    Well, this was rather problematic. The little red cameo tilted her head slightly as she analyzed the problem, her brow furrowed slightly; she didn't really know what to do for an asthma attack, so she was left extremely confused and second-guessing any action she could take.




    So she simply turned in the direction back to camp and yelled as loud as she could - making her yell stronger by using her soundwave manipulation power - a simple plea for help, "An oracle's needed over here!"
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    As soon as she saw the kitten from her tower (super senses of course) the point jumped into her eagle body, and flew out of the window. Soaring towards the body, Easter muttered curses under her breathe. After making her way to the border, the eagle landed, gazing at the kitten. "Hey, stay in there." She muttered.

    Egypt looked at the eagle and the feline above her. "I'll try," she coughed out, panicking. Was she going to die?! She knew not to get too panicked though, because before she had been dumped here her mother told her that she suffered from asthma, and if an attack happened, don't go all crazy. It would just make it worse. Oxygen was becoming less and less in her lungs as she struggled to not fall unconscious.

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    Damn it! Why was Dark Clan keeping Misery for so long! The powerful she cat approached slowly, tail sweeping. The stoic was in no rush to do anything but observe, considering her lack of medical skill or know-how.

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    Judging by the current situation, this was take result of an asthma attack. She had ran into quite a few of these while taking a nice stroll throughout the Elite's territory. Nixta had ran across the loner who was struggling to breathe and a few of her rougemates had arrived at the scene as well. The ex-oracle trainee recalled that coltsfoot cleared up airways. Daemons, if only she had some of that now. All that would needed to be done was to chew it up into a poultice and then make the loner ingest the herb. Now, however, an Oracle had to be present. The tuxedo pursed her lips before taking a step back, thinking through the situation at hand.
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    Egypt looked at the group of cats now surrounding her, still coughing. She was worried, wondering why someone wasn't doing anything. Maybe they were one of those groups of cats who had specific medics. Shouldn't there have been someone with herb knowledge around her?

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    Essentia had been merely taking a walk when she'd seen a short flash in her mind's eye of this kitten, in the state she was know, unable to breath. Another function of the Sight? Huh. She'd have to learn more about that. However that was hardly the thing on her mind at the moment. Using her Emotion Manipulation powers, she attempted to calm the black kitten. She was pretty sure panic made just about everything worse.

    Egypt felt the calming sense of Essentia and was calmed down. Now she just lay there, gasping for breath, no panic in her eyes, just her struggling to breath. She would've said thank you to the feline if she wasn't in a stupid Asthma attack at the moment.

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    Screw this, she thought to herself internally, throwing caution to the wind. Obviously Caelum and Solem weren't coming, at least not in time. Even if the kitten was calm, the asthma was still a very dangerous threat; Mirai snorted as she decided to damn the consequences.




    Snatching coltsfoot - a herb she recognized, having started to grow it in her garden - the little red cameo chewed it quickly and thoroughly in her jaws, her tail lashing slightly. Last time she tried healing without oracle supervision, Caelum had gotten pissed at her - but whatever, like she'd let a bit of fear stop her.




    Padding closer to the loner kitten, Mirai transferred the clump onto her paw, motioning for the stranger to lick it. "It'll help. I promise," she stated with an encouraging nod of her head. SHe didn't have mental powers that would allow her to force Egypt to believe her, so she'd have to just hope that she would.
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    Oh crap - what was she doing? "Mirai..." Nixta whispered, worried that she would get on trouble. What would Caelum think about this? The little red cane had chosen an herb that would help with clearing up air ways, but what if it wasn't chewed thoroughly? The patient could choke if the poultice wasn't prepared in the correct manner. Plus, how could she swallow an herb if she could barely breath? The ex-oracle trainee bit her lower lip, not bothering to stop the kitten. She wasn't about to get in trouble for this, but maybe a life was better then following a rule. The tuxedo simply stared down at the patient with a small sigh, wondering if the feline would take the herb.
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    Egypt took the herb, trusting the cameo feline with her life. She struggled to swallow it in between coughing fits but managed to swallow it completely. She still was coughing for a bit, but then felt it clearing her airways. Egypt felt as if she could finally breathe, since she hadn't had a cough in the last thirty seconds. So she tried and she felt herself breathe in and out, successfully and smiled at Mirai, "Thank you very much," she said with a smile.

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    "No problem - you were strong enough to trust me," the young trainee stated, smiling cheerfully at the black kitten. She glanced at Nixta, lifting a nonexistent eyebrow, as if silently challenging, Did you expect anything different? She'd made up her mind to damn the consequences. So she would.




    Swishing her tail as she looked back at the kitten, she tilted her head slightly and asked, "What's your name? And, um, why are you in Elite territory?"
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    Egypt cocked her head. "I am Egypt. What is the Elite?" she asked, confused. Her mother had not spoken of such a group of cats. Or eagles for that matter. She hoped she didn't come off as a clueless idiot. The little scarred black kitten straightened the silver bow on her head and then got up from on the ground. Her white paws scratched at the ground, anxious.

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    "I'm Mirai, one of the members of the Elite," the red cameo responded, furrowing her brow slightly. She didn't realize there were animals that didn't know about the groups - then again, she supposed that way of thinking was selfish and narrow-minded. So she shrugged that off.




    Swishing her tail, she continued, "The Elite's a strong group of many animals. We've got a few grudges with other Clans of similar sizes... but we're tough." She grinned slightly, as she was a bit prideful of her home, even if she wasn't a violent type.
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    "Cool," she meowed to the cameo trainee. The black she-kit hoped that the cats surrounding her would ask her to join, since she was not the one to ask questions. If they told her to screw off she would. If they wanted her to join, she would.




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    Female.
    Kitten.
    Elite.
    Suffers from asthma.
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    "Nevermind." Nixta mewed quickly, knowing that there was nothing that they could do. It was either watch the kit's airways get clogged up with air, or do something about it. Mirai could only hope that Caelum didn't find out about this. The tuxedo looked over at the small kitten, offering her a small smile and pushing the healing situation aside. "Nice to meet you. I'm Nixta, a trainee here. Since you aren't a member, you can join, but if you don't want to, I would have to ask you to leave our territory." The tuxedo explained gently, knowing that stunning Egypt would only make things worse.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 300px][justify][size=8]"I could accept you into the Elite if you want as well." The words were emitted from the giant jaguar form of Scarlett Midday Fortis Animi who had towered over everyone currently gathered. The guard could accept others into the Elite and was glad that others were showing interest in joining. The female stationed herself in front of the two trainees, sitting back onto her haunches and gazing down at Egypt.