The corgi paced on the edge of the territory, cranium lowered as her blue and brown hues studied the ground. Her chest fur scraped across the earth, as she was so close to it. She was lonely, starving, half way dehydrated, and a little sick. Would they accept her?
[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; overflow: none; width: 480px;][justify]"You poor thing," Venus cooed, approaching the small canine with a look of concern. It was so sad when creatures showed up at the border in such poor conditions. The lynx had just returned from a hunting patrol and had a rabbit slung over her back, but she set it down in front of Clover, taking a few steps back and sitting down so that the corgi could have her space. "What's your name?" Vee asked, tilting her head slightly as she studied the canine. She'd never seen such a tiny dog before - she was like the canine version of a munchkin cat!
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 320px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; color: white; margin-bottom: -5px]Yeah yeah he supposed this should tug at his heartstrings and whatnot, like it did with Vee, however he wasn't completely fazed. He did feel bad though but was doing his best to seem unconcerned...Which he was probably failing at but whatever. [b]"I'll be back with some more food and water for the kid. And hopefully one of ours medics unless one of them shows up when I'm gone." Rocket informed before he turned on his toes and quickly disappeared off somewhere to get said things.
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Smiling, Clover fell down on the food, eating it quickly. Which wasn't so fast considering her size. "I'm Clover." She introduced herself as she ate the rabbit that was probably as big as her.
Fairpaw watched him go before deciding to step into this thread, feeling profoundly relieved. She trotted up towards Venus, who seemed like a magnet of kindness. She attracted all the charity in the world and souped it all up for herself, and maybe that was why she was so giving. Hm. She'd look into the theory later, because right now there was a pitiful pup in need of her attention, though it wasn't the right one to give. "So Clover," she began, tilting her head as she decided on the best way to approach this. "do you need a place to stay while you get better?"
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[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#ED9121; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 340px; height: 10px; color: white; font-family: arial][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=white; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 340px; height: 195px; color: black; font-family: arial; overflow: auto;][justify]To be honest, he wasn't like Vee in this sort of situations, but the feline had to admit he felt a little bad for the starving canine. "Hey," Foreign would rumble in his rough voice, glowing eyes focusing on the corgi. "Take these herbs, they should sustain your hunger for a while." he would mutter, shoving a bit of traveling herbs forward out of seemingly nowhere. They were for traveling? Who cared, he didn't really. The soot colored Tom let his gaze fall on the canine again, sitting down and wrapping his tail around his paws and raising an eyebrow. "Names' ForeignPaw."
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[justify][font=times new roman][color=#a2b1ff]"Oh. Um. Okay." Clover barked before eating the herbs. They tasted awful. She made a face as she forced them down, taste buds hating her for eating that.
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FOREIGNPAW
[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#ED9121; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 340px; height: 10px; color: white; font-family: arial][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=white; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 340px; height: 195px; color: black; font-family: arial; overflow: auto;][justify]"Wait a minute, I think I might of switched them up with deadly nightshade." ForeignPaw put a concerns look on his face, putting his paw on his cheek to think, tapping his beige paw on the ground for a moment, letting out a gasp. Heck, he wanted to see her reaction to him saying this, but he was kidding though, It wasn't nightshade, just regular herbs.
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[justify][font=times new roman][color=#a2b1ff]Clover blinked in panick. She did the one thing she could. She ate some grass. Waited awhile, since she had no idea how long she had to live, until her stomach got upset. She turned away and began to puke up not only the herbs, but what she had ate. "Problem solved." Clover said, proudly.
[color=#a2b1ff][size=6pt](c) bear-chan
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FOREIGNPAW
[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#ED9121; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 340px; height: 10px; color: white; font-family: arial][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=white; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 340px; height: 195px; color: black; font-family: arial; overflow: auto;][justify]Ohoho that was probably the best thing he had seen in his life. ForeignPaw couldn't hold back the laughter bubbling up in his chest as he attempted to nudge the corgi a bit. "Haha, I was just kidding kiddo." the feline rumbled, leaning back onto his rump again. "Don't worry they weren't deadly, just regular herbs.... I'm pretty sure."
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[justify][font=times new roman][color=#a2b1ff]"That's the thing. You aren't sure." Clover rumbled, pelt heating up in embarssment. She growled.
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