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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][size=8]The young Honorguard had been rather ill over the past week, which contributed to his recent absence. Currently, the male had dragged himself out to the hot springs, where he now sat. The problem was, the steam from the springs, was, well, making him too hot. The golden tabby was panting, his fur slick with sweat. He felt lightheaded and found it slightly difficult to breathe, which was why he had decided to visit the hot springs in the first place. It honestly wasn't uncommon to find the sickly kitten in such a state, but it still wasn't good, exactly.


    #steverogers

    darwin had been trotting along when he came across the young honorguard. he noticed the kitten's fatigue and how sickly he looked.


    are you feeling alright? he asked.


    after his extensive trip across the different clan/tribe territories, darwin had learned quite a bit about the world around him, and he was very willing to use this information to his advantage. he couldn't stand by and watch his clanmate suffer, so he stared and waited for steve's response.

    [fancypost borderwidth= 0px ;][justify]faunapaw felt bad for the sickly tom kit, frowning as she approached through the mist. sure, she got heated in here sometimes, on her own, though never this bad. "get forepaw or glitchpaw." the lilac smoke mewed at the black and white apprentice next to her, kneeling down next to the honorguard. "what's wrong?" she asked.

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    Poor Steve. The young honorguard was always having complications, whether it be with his lungs or any other part if his body. Of course, Lilyfern was the last person one should come to if sick, but at least she knew if someone was feeling under the weather. That had to count for something, right?
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    i know quite a bit about medicine myself- i can help him out, darwin offered.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid; margin-top: -21px; margin-left: -20px; letter-spacing: -2px;][align=center][size=18][color=white][b]You're not as brave as you were at the start ![/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; margin-top: -19px; margin-left: -20px; letter-spacing: 2px;][align=center][size=10][color=white][b][/fancypost]
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    [fancypost bgcolor=black borderwidth=0px; width: 400px;][fancypost bgcolor=#303030 borderwidth=0px; width: 390px; margin-left: -10px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9px; color: #6B6B6B; text-align: justify]Truthkit stared at Steve. He better not say some bullshit like he's fine when he so obviously was no okay. Nothing wrong with accepting help. Never has been. The dark kitten breathed through mouth, annoyed that she was practically breathing in steam. When was this hot spring there? Did someone make it? Stupid fucking idea. It made it hard to breath.

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    Sickness was a pain in the ass. He'd been sick once, and the pain had been so unbearable that he thought he was going to die. He didn't, obviously, and was informed that it had just been the flu. With a concerned expression, the chocolate point approached.
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    [fancypost bgcolor= #171717; width: 450px; font: normal 15px times new roman; line-height: 95%][justify][color=#c33232]"Steve? Are you okay?" Oberyn offered as he approached, concern in his eyes. The tiger padded forward, ready to intervene if Steve fell or something. Akbar chirped nervously on the cub's striped back.


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    [align=center][font=georgia][size=14] M O C K I N G J A Y!
    [fancypost borderwidth=0; text-align: justify; width: 400px; font-size: 8pt] "Don't just stand there," Mockingjay mumbled, a bit sour for her body still ached from her seizure. She aimed to pick steve up by the scruff and carry him to a less steamy place, which luckily was downwind from where they ere so fresh air blew towards them.

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    {sneaky grimm does a thing


    "Maybe we can set him under the shade of those bushes over there?" Oberyn offered, flicking his tail towards the green foliage nearby.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][size=8]No, he was not okay, in fact. But would Steve admit to such? Never. The golden tabby opened his mouth in attempt to reassure them that he was fine, but no sound came out. His tongue felt dry. His throat was scratchy. The Honorguard tried to force out a response when he felt himself being lifted by Mockingjay. Immediately he would attempt to squirm out of her grasp, but really at this point his squirming wasn't more than a few slight movements before he gave up.


    #steverogers

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    The thin calico knew what it was like to be sick -- she just had been very ill herself only a few weeks ago. "Hodor, get some water. Cool, not from the springs." She said. She herself had suffered from serious chills most of the time, but there were those moments when something cool on her head did a world of good.


    The black dog hesitated for a long moment -- sometimes it took him a while to respond, especially to the more complex commands Rhy gave him. Generally they were simple, one word affairs. She tried to think of a better way. "Water, like for the plants." Rhy said.


    Ah. That got him going, although there was no can so he had to improvise when he got to the nearby stream. He knew of moss, of course. He tore some off the tree and dipped it into the cool stream water, letting it soak up into the moss before he pulled it out and trotted back to where Rhy awaited him. She nodded her head toward Mocky and Oberyn where they were taking Steve. She, being without her lift, was clearly not the best person to administer the cooling properties.



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    [fancypost borderwidth= 0px ;][justify]she frowned, where were the medicine cats? inactive? strange. the female moved after the sickly kit, staying at a distance to give him space.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=#0f0f0f; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; max-height:; text-align: justify][size=11pt]Finnishwars though Hya and glitch were plenty active, as long as people actually posted in the request thread. Spotting steve, the snow leaoprd sighed slightly. "I'll go grab a medic." he didn't know if anyone had already gone, but he'ld go anyways.


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    [align=center][font=georgia][size=14] M O C K I N G J A Y!
    [fancypost borderwidth=0; text-align: justify; width: 400px; font-size: 8pt] Setting Steve down lightly, she ran a soothing tongue over his fairly damp sweaty fur, attempting to dry him off a bit. She then nodded over to Rhymepaw, as she was about to ask the same thing for the poor kit.

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    GLITCHPAW !
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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; overflow: auto; width: 350px; height: 265px; margin-left: -15px][justify][color=white][sup]/is not allowed to be inactive until i get a co-own for glitchpaw
    The medics were pretty busy, and they didn't always scan every thread. They only knew when something happened if someone went to the request thread and told them.
    "I'm here, everyone take a few steps back please." She ordered in a neutral tone. [i]Oh and there's fucking Chalres again!     The marlot took some wet moss out of the herb bundle she had brought. "Could someone lick his fur the wrong way to help cool him off?" Glitch called out before realizing Mockingjay was already licking his fur. "Never mind." She blinked and began to wring out the moss in her jaws on to Steve's fur.
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    [align=center][font=georgia][size=14] M O C K I N G J A Y!
    [fancypost borderwidth=0; text-align: justify; width: 400px; font-size: 8pt] Mockingjay cast up a small smile to Glitch, on the verge of a giggle, but she held it in. Being a therapist, she was required to a know a small bit of medicine, and while in the medicine den for her seizure, she had picked up a few things.