I MADE IT HOME!! :: OPEN

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    It was a rush. Deadwonderland looked at the stallion as the brought his hooves into the air and came slamming down apon her heavy skulled head, killing her instantly.


    Pain erupted all along her body as she seemed to fly into the lioness body she had curled up in WindClan camp, making her scream in agony and leap to her paws, panting and horribly dizzy. She just died, but stayed alive. And it hurt, like hell, and still throbbed in her temples. Shit.

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    "Dea," Cerulean barked somewhat frantically as she approached. "Dea, what happened?"




























    #ceruleansawit
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    Aaaaand there was a scream. Morning wake-up call.
    Gwendolyn woke up, trudging out of her den from a nap, confused for a moment. There was no sand under her paws, no heavy heat of the sun as it beat on her shoulders. No.
    Eyes wide open, the serval looked around, frantic. No, not normal.
    It took her a few minutes to make her way to Deadwonderland's den, confusion and worry in her expression.
    "Dea, anything I can do to help?"


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    [size=9px]@ ARUKIN[/size][color=transparent] #GR2014 #GwendolynRose

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    [justify]Having been making use of the hospitality extended to her by Claraoswald and Wingspan, the young cougar had a rabbit settled between her forelegs, her teeth crunching through bone and fur. Yet when Deadwonderland made a sound that sounded like something dying, Hircine immediately sprawled to her feet.


    Her hackles rising, the cub slunk to stand beside Cerulean, slightly wary but not enough for her curiosity to be slaked. "Aye, what was that?"


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    Denny didn't want to experience death. Not now, not ever. It was one of the few things that scared him, besides interacting with others and the fear of embarrassing himself. Oh, and his fear of spiders. He absolutely loathed spiders with a passion. They were just too creepy.


    He heard Deadwonderland's cries of agony, and he padded up and stood beside his already gathered clanmates. "Is everything okay?" the timid apprentice asked, eyes blazing with concern.

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    The lioness struggled to slow her breathing, forcing herself to sit and placing a paw apon her large skull, confused. She, like everyone else around her, didn't have much of an idea why she screamed, or why she feels like hell. " I-I... I think I just, died. But... " Deadwonderland furrowed her invisible brow, lowering her paw and sighing.

    Denny's eyes stretched wide. "what do you mean?" the apprentice asked. "what happened exactly?" worry glistened in his emerald eyes.

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    She fiercely shook her head. " We were fighting in DarkClan, and I was with the Calvary, in my equine body... And... And.. "

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    Gwendolyn winced slightly at the thought. Well, at least she hadn't died. Well, not died-died.
    "Oh. That sounds... Painful."
    To be honest, she'd never exactly been in this position before.


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    "At least you're still here right?" denny said. "I mean it sucks that you lost your equine body but at least you've still got this one."