jewels aren't my thing ( OPEN , WEEKLY TASK )

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 300px][justify][size=8]beau had to admit, skyla gave way better weekly tasks then he had. all of his were pointless or had people messing with enemies, most of the tasks for this week were helping the clan somehow. they made bloodclan more open and welcoming. well, beau was outside camp, just a couple paces from it's entrance. he had moved tons of boulders, rocks, and there was already a good amount of treehouse s in this area. they were essential for his game.


    clearing his throat, beau then yelled out, "BLOODCLAN!! GATHER FOR A GAME!" he would wait until a couple people would arrive before he would explain the game he was given to host.
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    bloodclan
    third tier
    medic apprentice




    female
    5 moons
    mutated lioness




    powers ★ bodies
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    honestly, iris was too unwell at the current time to be taking part in games. it wasn't that fair, in her opinion, and she had no choice but to watch instead of participate. so, with a frown, she sat a few paces from her brother and just waited borededly with a paw pressed to her head. fevers ruined everything for you.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; color:#;]Miss Jackson padded over, quite curious. All these gatherings. She sat down in front of Beau, watching with interest.