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    Evan swallowed as he padded up to the black pharaoh. He felt uneasy about this, but he was discovering that things were bad in the living world, and he still had this horrible hurting in his body, like there was something horribly wrong with him. It made him terribly sick to think about it, and everything was tainted. When he looked at the sky, when he saw the heavens, he couldn't help but think that he wasn't supposed to be here. It was somehow wrong to him.


    So he was here before her. "Okay old lady. Tell me what you know." He said. She had begun, but it didn't mean anything, it only made it more confusing. "Teach me about what's going on, what needs to be done." He couldn't even begin to know.


    Anuva gazed at him. "If you mean this, Evangelical Nightmare, you must come with me, come away from here, so I can instruct you beyond prying eyes and the sensational senses of your clanmates."


    "Bu-but...." Evan's maw opened.


    She smacked him across the face, her short claws raking across his cheek, little droplets of blood falling. "Do you want this or not? It's your choice, but you best know it. Are you too scared or stupid to come with me? Little boy, you will know and do what we want some day. If you want it to be on your own terms, you will come with me now. You have asked and this is your chance." Anuva replied, her teeth barred at the tiger cub.


    Evan thought about what she'd said about Honeypaw, about all the other people who died, about how they got hurt and how everyone fought and how horrible it was. If he got more powerful, he could make everything better. He could bring back the people who hurt or were in trouble. No one he cared about would have to suffer. "I want to come." He said quietly. His face hurt.


    "Good." The black dog replied crisply. "Let's go." She said tightly, turning carefully as she padded away, the child falling a little as he stumbled after her, a little bit of blood getting in his eyes, harming his vision. It hurt, and he didn't think he felt that way before.


    There were only their faint scents lingering behind, and a few droplets of Evan's blood. The trail went cold some distance to the north when they had crossed a wide stream.
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    [justify]"Evan," she mewed as she sniffed, finding his scent and another. "Has anyone seen Evan?" she called out, before following the trail, rather slowly due to her pregnancy. When she reached the stream, she looked across it and sighed. Where was the cub?[/justify]

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    oh you are embarrassed of me
    POLAROIDKIT
    because i use my tongue freely !


    [color=#3F5050]kit -- windclan -- tags in signature
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    [justify]The young male was sort of upset, he had liked Evan, he was a cool kid, and now he was missing. "Should we send out a patrol to look for him?" John asked hesitantly.

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    She probably wasn't in the best condition to go after another missing sibling, but she had grown attached to her half-brother, protective and now he was nowhere to be seen. The scratched up snow leopard paced around by the stream, her tail lashing. Her ripped ears twitched and she let out a low growl. She had an idea of who might've taken her brother away.




    "No for good, rotten meddling spirits," she muttered furiously, leaping over the stream, desperately searching for a trace of Evan somewhere. But the trail was cold, and Cynthia knew she'd probably just go in circles. She didn't care. She couldn't. She wasn't losing another sibling. Not now.




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    Evan was missing, gone, who knows where. That was a fact. "We probaly should, send out a patrol for him," Shiftingalligances said. She waited for a moment before saying, "Does anyone know why he's missing? Any trouble he was in, anyone he met, liked, anything? It may help those that are better at tracking than me"









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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px solid transparent; font-family: arial; font-size: 8pt; width: 400px; height: auto][justify]Tsukishima appeared, a frown on his maw. Whoops, there went Evan. He always found his nephew to be rather... odd. The ex-honorguard glanced down at the droplets of blood. "We don't have any leads just yet. It wouldn't be good to send a patrol," he advised.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; line-height:95%; width:400px;]Yeah, we should wait until we can find some information before sending a patrol, Pastelpaw frowned. She didn't know the little cub very well, but he seemed kind. Even without any relations to Evan, the leopard was saddened by the disappearance of the Windclanner. Hopefully they'd find him soon.


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