A Final Exchange {Death/Joining|Open}

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    Eaglefur knew that it was over. His journey to the afterlife would begin at any moment. That final engagement had been to much; he could feel his life-force being swept away in a torrent of blood. He had served his clan faithfully throughout the years and continued to serve with his final breaths. As his mind slipped into the abyss he held onto the fact that with his life he had saved anothers...


    Imperialkit mewled in terror at the scent of blood. As he crawled forwards he saw his savior lying on the ground in a pool of blood. By the time he had stumbled over to the other cat the snow leopards soft fur was soon drenched in the sticky substance. He wanted his mother and his litter mates but he didn't know where they were, he had been wandering through the mountain when an eagle snatched him up. He didn't know the way home as the eagle had flown a long way before depositing him here. It was all to much for him and he just wanted to curl up and go to sleep.

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    The smell of blood hit the dragon hard and his head twisted in the direction it was coming from. His muscles tensed as he moved in that direction as quickly as he could. He was getting better and most of his wounds had healed with scales growing to cover them but he was still grounded from flying. As he moved inbetween trees he spotted the dead body of Eaglefur and snapped his jaws sharply. But then the kit came into view and he gave a light sigh. This was bad. "Excuse me. But what is your name?" He asked quietly.
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    I-I-I-I'm i-i-i-imperial-k-k-kit Imperialkit mewled; he was scared - there was a dead cat and now a dragon, something he hadn't seen before. He hoped it wouldn't hurt him. What are you? Imperialkit questioned.


    OOC: do you have see spirits? I'll pm you what you would see if you do (don't want to ruin my planned plot. HEHEHE

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; text-align: center; margin-top: -15px;]HAWKCLAN — TRAINEE — [abbr=Hawkclan // Trainee // NPC XX NPC // 8 Months // No Kill, Capture, or Major Injury]INFORMATION[/abbr] — [abbr=Shapeshifting (African Wild Dog, Domestic White Feline), Character Bond, The Sight]POWERS[/abbr] — INTERACTION — [abbr=Adopted Daughter to Lacey, siblings unknown, niece to Hourpaw]OTHER[/abbr]
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;]The young feline padded over, keeping her distance from the dragon before then glancing over to the kit and then the body of Eaglefur, he had served well for a short time. With that, she pulled out some lavender and aimed to rub it against the body to get rid of the rotting scent. Once done, she would glance over to the kit, he was probably hungry and cold, and she couldn't say that she didn't feel sorrow as she always did for these kinds of things and when it happened.


    "You poor thing, are you alright? I'm Iowa. And him? He's a dragon." she stated with a light nod and soft voice as she crouched down to meet the height of the kitten. "If you want, you could stay in Hawkclan, you seem worn out and scared." she implied, attempting to give a comforting nudge to the young kit.

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    [color=transparent] #iowayearling

    OOC: LOL

    iowa s. wrote:

    he had served well for a short time.

    That character was around in the time of HawkStar. Figured that he would be way old so yeah he had to die. So he definitely only served for a short time!


    IC: The dragon is very scary the young snow leopard mewed; the sight of another cat had made him feel safer and he moved closer to the she-cat. Anybody with the sight would have seen a strange aura that surrounded him. Imperialkit was hungry and very tired and the she-cat was very nice and seemed trustworthy (or so he thinks) so he agreed to come with her to HawkClan.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 450px; height: 16px; padding: 0px; font-size: 16px; line-height: 16px; letter-spacing: 2px; word-spacing: 2px; margin-top: -22px]I could never make it work, pretend[/fancypost]
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    How was he scary? He didn't even do anything that was carry and he wasn't even that big yet. He was about the size of a large canine and he frowned deeply at the thought. Sighing he flicked his tail back and forth before just shrugging his shoulders. "Well, you are welcome to stay and I am Cytus. With that he turned to pad off thinking that Iowa was better with the kit then himself.


    OOC: I have it but not for this charry sorry.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; text-align: center; margin-top: -15px;]HAWKCLAN — TRAINEE — [abbr=Hawkclan // Trainee // NPC XX NPC // 8 Months // No Kill, Capture, or Major Injury]INFORMATION[/abbr] — [abbr=Shapeshifting (African Wild Dog, Domestic White Feline), Character Bond, The Sight]POWERS[/abbr] — INTERACTION — [abbr=Adopted Daughter to Lacey, siblings unknown, niece to Hourpaw]OTHER[/abbr]
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;][ sorry but to iowa she never met him before or anything and only knew him for a short time. well other then that, welcome back to the clan ! ]


    The young serval couldn't help but give a chuckle to the statement of Cytus being scary, but in somewhat she would understand considering that some joiners were intimidated by dragons, mostly large ones, so she understood how the kit felt. She stood up and twitched her folded ears at the movements behind her before padding towards them and biting into a mouse, that was the first time she had hunt without any struggle. A achievement at most.


    "Here you go." she offered with a soft voice as she placed the mouse down in front of the kit, he looked as if he hadn't ate for the longest while which saddened her greatly.

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    [color=transparent] #iowayearling

    Imperialkit stuffed his face into the mouse and began to chow down. Iowa was right the kit hadn't eaten in ages. He liked the she-cat; she had helped him and protected him from that scary dragon-thingy (no offence is intended BTW) and clearly she held most of the authority in this clan. To put it simply she was his role-model and maybe there was the inkling of a crush forming.


    OOC: I have no problem with that it just made me laugh. Will develop that plot line if okay with you.