O CHRISTMAS TREE ★ OPEN, WEEKLY TASK

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify][size=8]" Ooooof! "
    The positively disgruntled sound came from the one and only Alistair as the tree he'd been apparently hugging suddenly decided that standing up was not something it wanted to do for any longer, and it toppled in his direction, crushing him beneath leaves and branches and baubles and tinsel and lights and the odd smell of spiced orange and cinnamon. He'd been asking people how to decorate a Christmas tree, and had almost finished, save for the crowning glory - a star at the top. It had taken a while to actually find one, considering he couldn't just conjure one, and having no stool, he'd decided to precariously try and climb the tree.


    Being an African leopard, however, that hadn't worked, and now Alistair found himself stuck beneath his decorated tree. A bauble rolled from its branch and past him, and he scrabbled to try and grab it in ridiculously oversized paws. " Hello? Anybody mind helping me? " the Warden called, sneezing tinsel off of his muzzle.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; maxheight:; font-size:9pt; overflow:auto; text-align:justify][Color=#9F5F5F]Ambrose cringed, momentarily, when he heard the collision of what sounded like something heavy with something evidently alive. It wasn't anything good, clearly, and while he was not of the belief he could assist with something heavy enough to crush a person, he could, at the very least, alert one who could properly provide aid. Mind made, the feline briskly trotted to locate the source, swiftly happening upon the incident scene, where a decorated tree was toppled atop a clanmate. Alistair, he corrected, when aforementioned clanmate spoke.


    "How...? Never mind. We'll discuss that once you're out of there." The feline glanced around, frowning, and he spotted a fallen branch nearby, which he dragged over to the fallen tree, wondering if he could get part of it beneath the tree and press down enough to lift it, hopefully giving Alistair enough room to roll away. Ambrose was simply uncertain he had the mass for it. "Are you able to wriggle?"

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    "... Not getting yourself into too much trouble, are ya?"




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    [justify]Quincy trotted over to the group unamused. What was this fool doing under a tree? Well, it didn't seem like the leopard wanted to end up beneath it, anyways. The tom, being his small size, would not be able to somehow lift the tree or balance it by pulling branches. Having that information, he could do nothing but stand there and gawk a little.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify][size=8]How? Alistair glanced pathetically up at Ambrose, belly-up and wiggling about a little, though his movement was greatly restricted. " I don't know how! I was trying to get the star on top, and - oh, where's that star gone, now? I was trying to get the star on top, and the tree just fell on me! It's alive, I swear. Wants vengeance for me uprooting it. " he grimaced, wriggling again at the inquiry and finding again that he couldn't really wriggle all that much. " I can sort of twitch like a dying worm, but I don't think that'll help, much. "


    On hearing Emptyskies, Alistair shook his head. " Not at all! Just enjoying a bit of ... tree ... hugging. " he said in the most convincing voice he could possibly conjure - which, unfortunately, wasn't all that convincing. He winced a little, then tried to push on the tree, but his attempts at moving it were so largely unsuccessful that he gave up after a few moments, letting his head flop back-


    Only to see the upside-down wonder that was Quincy. Oh, Maker, he thought, fighting back another grimace. He chose the safe option, in fact, and decided to simply say nothing to the male.
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    [size=8]oh, jeeze. these weekly tasks were causing plenty of trouble for a few cats, weren't they? curtainpaw was next to pad forward, plopping down beside quincy and gazing down at the leopard. "well, that was smart, wasn't it." coming from curtain's lips the words didn't sound sarcastic, though that was their intended tone.

    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; maxheight:; font-size:9pt; overflow:auto; text-align:justify][Color=#9F5F5F]There were a few others, now, hopefully people who would be able to help, however they were able. Ambrose certainly couldn't do it alone, unless he turned into a lion or something equally ridiculous happened. "Did you make certain the tree was secure before you tried to put the star on top? As for the whereabouts of your star, I haven't seen it. I'm a bit busy." He could see it now, Alistair climbing the tree, and then crushed beneath it when the tree couldn't balance properly. It was...definitely an image. "It's a tree. It happens to be alive, yes, even after you've uprooted it." The feline rubbed at the side of his head, wondering how he'd uprooted it if he had been crushed by attempting to climb it. "No, not really. But we might be able to lift it up high enough so you can wiggle out of there, hopefully faster than a dying worm."


    Here was where he needed the cooperation of the others. "Are either of you able to lift this with any...ability? If not, I am going to need you both helping me get this branch underneath the tree, so we can press down on the branch and hopefully lift the tree up enough for Alistair to roll out."

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    [justify]"I guess I'd be able to help somewhat," Quincy told the other feline. "But don't put too much trust in me, for I don't have any special abilities." Helping wouldn't hurt, unless the tree fell on him, too. Which he highly doubted. Honestly, he hardly believed that he could possibly get the tree up.
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    [justify]"Well, never mind what I just said," he thought aloud. Luckily someone was able to lift the tree. All by herself, actually. Much easier than some small animals all tugging away at the branches. Alistair would no longer be wriggling like a dead worm under a collapsed tree, either. He actually couldn't help but feel a bit bad for the guy. A tree fell on him when he was simply trying to put the star on top. Whoever thought of putting a worthless decoration atop a heavily decorated tree can burn in Hell for all I care, he thought. Who thought Christmas trees were a good idea, anyways?
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