SLIP ! open, injury

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    Buttercup had mostly been outside today, enjoying the breeze that passed through their fur. And though it had been a bit breezy, it was also remarkably warm for this time of year. They really enjoyed the weather, and thought it was such a nice sign! Maybe spring would be coming soon this year? They sure hoped so. Then they could see more of those flowers for which they were named! Wouldn't that be lovely?
    They rested in a tree, high above the ground, taking pleasure in the thrilling height and the way the wind made the branches sway. They were a goody goody, but they also liked themselves a bit of adventure sometimes! Buttercup giggled as birds and stray leaves zipped by their head, ears twitching playfully, claws digging into the branch to ensure their safety.
    Ah, but that didn't last long!
    Buttercup soon found themselves tumbling through open air. They had opened their eyes for this, which was quite a rare thing for them, no doubt. The child's chocolatey brown orbs darted around, fear coursing through their body as they realized what was happening. Oh, dear. Oh, no. This would not be good.
    With a sickening crack, the child hit the ground. They weren't dead, but they weren't exactly okay. But Buttercup could handle it, couldn't they? They could handle anything, as long as they stayed DETERMINED! But this pain was too much. They already knew that multiple bones had broken, and though they hadn't closed their eyes again, their vision was fading. Oh, no. That couldn't be good.
    "O-ouch...!" Buttercup cried, but their voice was weak. The brown tabby wrapped themselves into a tight ball. Or, they tried to- it hurt too much to really move at all. They bit their lip to keep from crying now, trying to stay strong and save themselves some embarrassment later. Oh, no, this couldn't be good....


    [size=5pt]© feral #buttercupbc[/size]

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    "Buttercup?" Inaho questioned at the call, quickly moving over to the younger creature. [color=#FD7F3E]"Shh, it's okay," the wolf would soothe with a slight frown, trying to get closer to look at the injury.


    ( rushed )


    [spoiler=MOBILE TAGS]BASIC INFORMATION &&
    - inaho xerses-kaizuka
    - male, identifies as male
    - about 8 months, real timed
    - currently: black wolf, red eyes
    - deputy of blizzardclan
    - bisexual-romantic, single, no crush
    - npc xx npc
    - first generation
    - #inahoktas


    POWERS &&
    - absorbing spirits ( 0/9 lives ) [ 10/10 control ]
    - flower prints [ 10/10 control ]
    - afterlife communication [ 6/10 control ]
    - conjuration [ 10/10 control ]
    - flavor manipulation [ 9/10 control ]
    - invisibility [ 10/10 control ]
    - soundwave manipulation [ 9/10 control ]
    - scent manipulation [ 9/10 control ]


    BATTLE TAGS &&
    - hard physically, medium mentally
    - attack in bold [color=#FD7F3E]#FD7F3E
    - no kill, ask to maim, capture or rape
    - will capture enemies


    NOTES &&
    - all opinions are ic


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    IC: Woah! That kit just flew out of a tree! The large Pokeon rushed over, trying to figure out what to do. He only knew four moves, none of which healed... But he kept a potion stored behind his bandana! He pulled it out. "This can heal them."



    OOC:

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    [justify]"W-Whats that?" she would ask the male, not knowing what their name was. She glanced at the bottle then back to Buttercup, she was a tab unsure if that thing was safe to use since it was unknown to her. "W-Want m-me to g-get Mary?" Lil would offer towards the two and Butter, she was also unsure if the two of them knew first aid because she sure didn't.
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    "ALRIGHT. WHO IS GONNA DIE? WHO HURT BUTTERCUP? I'M GOING TO MAUL AND SKIN THEM ALIVE!" Activate large protective dragon friend. He would move forward with a frown only to glare at the tree. Fuck that tree, he'd make a tree house out of it. The dragon would nod to Littlepaw as he would lower his cranium a bit saying in a gentle voice "IT'S ALRIGHT, BUTTERCUP. MARY WILL ARRIVE SHORTLY." He promised to them with a concerned gaze.[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]
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    They first turned their fearful brown gaze up towards Inaho. He had been nice to them when they had joined, and they trusted him, especially if Tama trusted him enough to make him a deputy. They stretched back out as much as they could without causing themselves much pain, which wasn't a lot, but it was hopefully good enough for him or any medic to get a closer look at their injuries.
    Buttercup then looked to Bobby, staring at his potion vacantly. They had never seen one of those things before. Was it poison? But no, he said it could heal them... that was strange. Neat, but strange. The child decided not to say anything about it for now, though, as talking not only hurt them at the time but they also didn't want to make Bobby feel bad.
    At Littlepaw's offer, the child nodded subtly. It was hard to really agree without much verbal or physical capabilities (at that moment), so hopefully she would understand. They knew one piece of first aid, and that was how to stop bleeding, but they weren't bleeding. This damage was all internal. So their medical knowledge, however little, wouldn't be helping them here.
    Buttercup then winced slightly as Zekrom's voice thundered across the area. They could usually handle it, but right now, it felt as though all of their senses had been put on steroids. The child managed a little smile, seeing how protective he was of them and finding great joy in it despite their current condition. They nodded at his next words, hoping that Mary would indeed be there soon. They weren't sure how much longer until they would pass out, if they did. And they were pretty sure they might. Buttercup wasn't a strong kid physically, after all.


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