A Tale of One Shadow. (Joining ShadowClan!)

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    "Where....Where am I?"


    The smell of salt and blood surrounded him, but he could not open his eyes. His paws churned in the sand, making deep, gouging marks in between the grains. "The ocean...a beach! We...we made it? We're out of the ocean? Johnathan? Where is Johnathan?" His thoughts were consumed by the thought of his human guardian, but instead of leaping up to find him, he cried out as he felt his sore muscles.


    "Johnathan will get me. He..he has to..I can't...too tired..." A small gust of cold air ruffled his fur as he sunk back into the darkness of his mind.


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    The boat had no chance of surviving the storm, and all of the crew had passed in the freezing depths in the water. And yet, beyond all hope, the dark domestic form of Shadow still drew breath.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 450px; text-align: justify; height: auto; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 130%; margin-top: -8px][hr]The unconscious, or perhaps resting, form of a stranger lying still on the beach is what drew Setekh closer, and with a flick of his long ears and a cock of his head, the canine approached with gingerly careful pawsteps. "Excuse me?" the jarl murmured, coming to a halt beside the male and prodding him experimentally with one grey paw, worry blossoming across his face. "Are you alright, sir?"



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    "Huh..? I hear something...Am I waking up?"


    The dark tom didn't move at the touch, but he lightly grunted to show that he was at least alive. He opened his mouth, tasting the blood sticking to his belly. "Urgh...who...where am I?" He asked softly, straining to open his bright yellow eyes to no avail. "Feel faint.."

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 450px; text-align: justify; height: auto; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 130%; margin-top: -8px][hr]Ah, he made a noise. At least he wasn't completely dead, though he seemed to be injured somehow, evident by the blood coating his stomach. "Don't move. Can you tell me what happened? You're in Shadowclan territory, by the way. My name is Setekh; I won't hurt you." the sha spoke softly, his voice never raising over a comforting murmur. The young male shifted on his paws, hoping he'd be able to use his limited medical knowledge to help the feline somehow. For now, though, he only conjured a few thyme leaves for the unnamed stranger, pushing them toward him carefully. Those could bring any stress he was feeling down, right? Maybe then he'd be able to talk a bit better.



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    Shadow's nose was filled with the scent of the strange leaved, and he turned his head away from it. "He's trying to poison me!" The male thought, flattening his ears as he strained to clear the fog in his mind. "I-I don't know myself. The last thing I remember is a great storm, and my owner trying to steer the boat away from the thunder." He grunted out, trying once again to get up until the sting from the cuts in his belly forced him back onto the ground.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 450px; text-align: justify; height: auto; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 130%; margin-top: -8px][hr]Setekh's meek smile faltered as the other male turned his nose to the thyme, and with a sigh, he only pulled them back to himself, averting his eyes. Another person denying his help, huh. Guess he was just wasn't able to be trusted or something. The kid bit his lip, nodding as he listened to Shadow's words, and with a soft sigh, he fiddled with his striped scarf to try and take his mind off his uselessness. "An owner, huh... So you lived with humans before this? That's nice." he spoke softly, shifting on his haunches. "Well, someone more able will be here to treat your wounds soon, sir. Radio or Kotoko or... Someone other than me." He kept his gaze on his paws, making sure not to make eye contact anymore as he curled his long forked tail around himself, waiting for his boyfriend or his half-sister to show up. They were the only two he really noticed who liked healing a lot, and obviously Radio was really good at it. Unlike him. So.



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    :Y-Yeah...I guess it was." Shadow said, noticing how off the canine was suddenly. His yellow eyes flickered towards the leaves once more. "Maybe he wasn't." He thought. The tom cat slowly picked up one of the leaved with his teeth, chewing on it as he made a disgusted face at the bitter taste. "Alright, now I don't even know." "Theres a medic here?"

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 450px; text-align: justify; height: auto; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 130%; margin-top: -8px][hr]Setekh glanced up as Shadow ended up taking the thyme he had offered, and he perked up slightly, though his lips only twitched, and he didn't smile again. "Not... Exactly. We're having tryouts for medics right now. Radioactivepaw, our deputy, is in charge of reforming the rank, since he's the one with the most medical knowledge, I believe." the sha murmured with a bit of a shrug. He then remembered his job as an assistant deputy with a little bit of a jump; right, right, name and business. He had to ask those questions. Business was pretty much already taken care of, but he still needed a name. So, he tagged on the question. "Also, could I get your name?"



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    Shadow listened to the canine, closing his eyes as he tried to soak the information in. Wherever he was-ShadowClan, did he say?-they had a lot of complicated things going on. "And judging how I'm on an island, this isn't going to change much." He thought, opening one of his eyes as he heard the question. "Shadow. My name is Shadow."

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px solid white; text-align: justify; color: snow; font-size: 11px; width: 265px;]The dark liger padded over, his gaze curious. That curiosity turned quickly to concern as he sat down next to Set. "Hey there. My name is Pyro, and I hope you're okay," he said, giving Shadow a soft pat on the back.
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    Shadow looked towards the dark liger as he approached. He opened his mouth to speak, but only a squeak of pain came out as the ShadowClanner touched him, making the pain in his cut up stomach worse. "Please don't touch me!" He hissed slightly, his long fur bristling as he tried to not focus on the pain happening in him.