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    The female was spending some time all alone, by her lonesome self again, all over again. Would she ever learn other's couldn't really help if she didn't let them close enough? Maybe not, considering the person closest to her heart was so majorly the cause of this pain ripping through her daily. Sadly. Couldn't even look at her own brother anymore!


    BloomingPaw, could, however sit around growing plant's with flower print's all day. So today she was restocking the herbs in her satchel, considering that Wind Clan seemed to have more injuries than Shadow Clan did.

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    this was the second time this week that winterkit had snuck out on her own. the first time she had slipped back inside camp unnoticed, but she wasn't sure that would work this time. she would have to be quite careful and wary of her clanmates for her to go un-scolded. so, just like always, she slipped away, out on a mission to find that old fox hole she hid her most precious belongings in, for fear that the other kits would take them or someone older would say they were unfit for a child. well, screw them. how can a book be unfit? she had no idea how trying to educate their tiny minds was unfit. she was trying to help. so she wandered around, looking and looking, until she came upon the beloved hide out and pulled from the very back [where she kept the ones she loved most] her favorite book and sweater, another thing she had brought from her original home. the sweater was light green, with little blue flowers lined up in perfect rows all around it. now, enough about her beloved sweater. now about that book. it was heavy, for one. if she wanted to take it anywhere, she had to strap it to her back with a leather strap a clanmate had given her. it was leather bound; a pretty white dyed leather with large black words written in beautiful and intricate calligraphy: 'the demons of the mind'. it was a book on mental illnesses, one of her favorite things to read about. it helped her understand her mental illness, severe anxiety, much better. and she wasn't even to that part yet. so, like the little trooper she was, she put on her sweater, and, with difficulty, strapped the book to her back. quickly adjusting her frost-rimmed glasses, she trudged out of the hole and up to the hill that she always went to read. but, alas, there was someone in her sacred place, doing who knows what. winterkit didn't look long enough to find out. she crawled behind a huge white bush and watched carefully to see if the stranger had heard her. after sitting there for sometime, she realized that this mysterious figure was either a; deaf, or b; not paying any attention whatsoever. so, against her better judgement, she moved from behind her bush and stood, calling out to the stranger.
    "hello...?"

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    /bumpers

    gomen ne, busy day.
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    At the voice of someone? Bloomingpaw shot up, a wild patch of poppies growing without control beneath her paw's, until they covered her face, expect when she turned it to see who called out. Who else was here? Seeing a kitten, she waved her paw, glaring at the plant's slightly, as she aimed to start nipping them down, so she could collect the seeds, which was what she needed.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 300px; text-align: justify; height: auto;][size=8]this new cat seemed friendly, so winterkit made her way over, head tilted in slight confusion and curiosity. "hello. i am winterkit. and you are?" she asked politely, setting her book on the ground and turning to a marked page while waiting patiently for her response.
    [omg i am so sorry for not replying i had started something and then i forgot about it agh i'm so sorry]
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 300px; text-align: justify; height: auto;][size=8]okay, um, does bloom have telepathy? winter does not, but i could get it for her. that's one option. sign language? notes? whatever you think would be easier.
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