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    Balletkit
    Female
    One moon
    SkyClan
    Easy
    No capture
    No kill




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    && ROLEPLAY[hr]
    [hr]Wind tussled the soft fur of a tiny seal point. It was immediately evident she was no older than a moon, though one would guess younger by her size. The kitten's fur was messy and had stands of moss stuck in it, undoubtedly from taking refuge somewhere for a short period of time. All looked fine from a distance, as if the feline were merely in need of a home and good meal.




    But upon closer inspection, there was far more damage. A black face was flecked with stress and fear, a cut down one side. She was limping, her front right paw bright and swollen, appearing as if it were infected. Judging by the depth of the incision, it likely was. The kitten wasn't just small; her ribs were showing under her fur, and every step she took was followed by a shudder. Luckily, the amount of injuries wasn't yet fatal, but it would quickly go that way if she wasn't treated soon.




    She urged herself forward, just over the SkyClan border. A deep grunt of effort emitted from her throat just before she stumbled, crying out as her wounded paw hit the ground. This was it. She needed help now, and she knew it. "H-help," squeaked the kitten feebly.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; margin-top: -5px; color: black; letter-spacing: 2px; text-transform: uppercase;]i'm addicted to the fever[/fancypost]


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    Balletkit
    Female
    One moon
    SkyClan
    Easy
    No capture
    No kill




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    && ROLEPLAY[hr]
    [hr]Her cerulean eyes widened to the size of moons at the sight of the wolf. Was it going to eat her? She couldn't tell at this point, and she was clearly too weak to defend herself. She scrambled momentarily to try and get away before it spoke. The kitten froze, at first uncertain, then hesitantly mewed, "N-no... my paw hurts." She stole a quick glance down at the twisted and swollen limb, which was the thing most in need of medical attention.
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    [size=6pt](c) truth[/size]
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    Hell, she would probably run away before having to trust a huge wolf like himself.










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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-family: times; font-size: 11px; color: #C2C2C2; text-align: justify]Pading over to the two, Onestar looked at the kitten, his auburn gaze shifting from the paw to her face, "Chess," He meowed cautiously, trying to be quiet and not scare her even further, "I could carry her, if you want."
    In all honesty, it would be best to not scare her. The leader looked over to the wolf, for a moment. He knew what it was like to scare kits and such when they came up, he had been a polar bear for so long. [/fancypost] #ticklock

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    Apollo looked at the kitten. "It'll be okay, little kit. I've got a son in nursery who was found in the woods and the next day he was out playing, as happy as I've ever seen a kitten. So you're gonna be fine." The Mau told her gently, violet orbs calm and soft, showing her that he was no threat.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 9px; text-align: justify; width: 250px; color:;]anxiously, tearcresent approached, worry glistening in the sea green depths of her eyes, making them go wider than before. "what happened?" she asked, both the leader and wolf, in case only one of them knew.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0][size=8]Murmuring softly, the medicine cat apprentice padded up, carrying some herbs in her mouth. "Can someone bring her to my den...?" Technically it wasn't hers, but whatever.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial]Petunia had felt her whiskers twitch carefully at the sight of the kitten. Even though, she wasnt here that long, she had watched from afar. She had thought the kit was her but blue. Petunia had offered a smile towards the kit before frowning again.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-family: times; font-size: 11px; color: #C2C2C2; text-align: justify]Nodding his head at the words of Fairypaw, Onestar turned to Northernstar, explained, and then aimed to pick up the kit by the scruff. [/fancypost] #ticklock

    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 350px;][justify][size=7pt]kingpaw followed his mate, pressing against her briefly as he worriedly glanced on at the kitten and onestar. "what happened to her?" he asked, eyebrows knitting together.

    ooc;


    Is it okay if Apollo has a crush on Northernstar? :)


    ic;


    "We taking her back to get her fixed." He meowed to Northernstar, fixing his violet orbs on a tree nearby. Afraid that if he looked her in the eyes, she would notice his feelings for her. Some cats said that a eye reveals everything. He hoped it wasn't true.

    ooc;


    Cool! Thanks! It'll just be a one off thing. ;D


    ic;


    Apollo began to walk back to camp, taking one last look back at the kittens limp and thought how lucky she'd been that she had stumbled upon Skyclan instead of Bloodclan or even worse, Darkclan.

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    Balletkit
    Female
    One moon
    SkyClan
    Easy
    No capture
    No kill




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    [hr][Sorry for late reply! Been super busy with school.]




    The seal point's eyes grew the slightest bit more as cats began coming out of nowhere. However, their assurance and gentle attitude made her believe that maybe they weren't all that bad. She cast nervous glances at all of them, but nonetheless, asked, "Who are you?" While her voice came in a shy squeak, it was evident she held some curiosity in her tone. Besides, it was a nice distraction from her injuries.
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    [size=6pt](c) truth[/size]
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; margin-top: -5px; color: black; letter-spacing: 2px; text-transform: uppercase;]i'm addicted to the fever[/fancypost]


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    Balletkit
    Female
    One moon
    SkyClan
    Easy
    No capture
    No kill




    #balletdancer     		[fancypost bgcolor=white; bordercolor=; borderwidth=; height: 260px; width: 300px; opacity: 0.25; overflow:auto;]
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    [hr]She gave a simple nod, relaxing a bit as she heard the name. Others didn't seem as frightening once she knew who they were. Deciding this Northernstar was trustworthy, the seal point stated in a quiet tone, "My name is Balletkit." These cats were here to help, she told herself. That much was clear to her now, so she attempted to calm her racing heart, but it was difficult when she knew that technically she was still alone and hurt. After they healed her, what would happen? Would she be sent off again? She was so tired of being by herself. Cerulean oculars trained of the SkyClan leader, she questioned, "Where... Where exactly are you going to take me?"
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    [size=6pt](c) truth[/size]
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