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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][justify] Neue was a little tired, but it wasn't anything that he couldn't ignore in leu of what was, in his opinion, the best part about living in BlizzardClan. It was not the kinder, amiable people, was not the bizarre feeling of security that had begun to creep along the very edges of his heart, no. It was the abundance of prey that did not smell sour and did not have a belly full of wriggling little maggots. He could catch a bird without fear of the crow retaliating or the little blackbird having of been sick with something rotten.


    He had caught a particularly sneaky little mouse, trapped it beneath his paws. The thing had tried to run, tried to plead with him to spare its life, give it mercy. Like prey had any rights to life. Fah! That was hilarious! The tabby lowered his head to kill his newest meal, and —


    His eyes drooped momentarily. Neue shook his head, trying to clear the sleepiness that began to fog his mind. He could ignore it! He had gotten pretty good at ignoring it, he just.. he could...


    Neue dropped, unceremoniously, unconscious, his legs and his paws all but giving out beneath him. The mouse that had been trapped beneath one of his large paws tried to wriggle free, but to no avail.
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    //Not sure if this would count as an attack but just in case XD
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    "NUEU?!" Arty exclaimed loudly as she furrowed her eyebrow and rushed on over to where the currently sleeping female was. "Somebody call Mary! We need her here!" The Deputy exclaimed as she furrowed her eyebrows. She then checked for a pulse and sighed in relief when she found one.
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    #thenightwashere

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    "Just go to the dens and yell out Mary's name. She'll come and find you and then lead her back here. Hurry!" She exclaimed as she looked at the unconscious male.
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    [justify]"'E looks asleep to me." Francis commented with a snort, loping over to a position besides Artemis. He peered at the slumbering tom, wondering why one of his paws would be twitching and squeaking. Even if his ears were flopped over, he could still hear things. He walked over and attempted to nose the paw out of the way so that the mouse could escape. If it did, he'd look after it's running with warmth. Perhaps it would return to it's mate, or maybe even find one.


    He then attempted to give Neue a sharp nip, hoping that it would wake him up because he had seen cases where it would do so. This guy wouldn't have to be a deep sleeper to not react though, because Francis didn't really know how hard he should do it. And thus, he did it softly, because he didn't want to cause more problems. He was tempted to do other things too, but there were others watching. He heaved a silent sigh.
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    thankfully, he had not been around to witness the tabby's collapse, only making his grand arrival upon hearing artemis shout moments before. therefore, he did not ask a million and one questions, only giving the scene a quick once-over before spotting the fallen blizzardclanner. he blinked owlishly at him, then pressed his thin lips into a line, furrowing his nonexistent eyebrows . * NEVER FEAR! I, THE MARVELOUS BLUEBERRY, WILL GIVE HIM THE ASSISTANCE HE REQUIRES! he shouted, as per the usual, striking one of his signature poses by straightening his posture and pressing a paw to the curve of his compact chest. the ivory feline wasnt exactly sure what kind of assistance he needed, but he was going to help. somehow.


    trotting forward, he began to try.. something. attempting to push his muzzle beneath his chubby clanmate, trying to wriggle his way beneath him in order to carry him but.. woo, boy, that was not working out. all the paladin trainee got was a layer of dirt clinging to his chin from where it had been pressed against the ground. blue huffed, tapping his paw as he fought to formulate a new, improved plan on moving the bigger feline. finally, the small creature collapsed next to neue, rolling over slightly to where his shoulder was pressed against the tabby's back and positioning his hind legs on the ground out behind him. he shuffled around for a moment, sinking his hind claws into the grass to make sure he did not lose his footing, before beginning to push. * HE IS.. HEAVIER THAN I HAD ORIGINALLY THOUGHT. he stated between grunts of effort, his voice breathy with exertion, paws scrabbling out behind him as he fought to move his friend.


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    [justify]Dangit, she was a bit late to the scene, but was there nevertheless. Even though she was much more less qualified to do something then Mary was, Candypaw flattened her ears as she gently tried to prod her fellow clanmate. "U-Um, we-we could tr-try dumping wa-water on him?" She suggested gently.
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    . a gasp pushed from their half black, half white maw. [b]"is-"

    they turned when candypaw gave a suggestion. "that's perfect! where do we get water...?" gravity was still new, after all, and wasn't exactly handed a map of the place when they arrived.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][justify] His clanmate's panicked words were enough to rouse him from his sleep, albeit briefly, as Neue was quick to fall deeper into the comforting grips of sleep, his meal left both forgotten and alive beneath his paw until it was freed. While he was by no means a light sleeper, it was the combined efforts of both Francis and Blueberry that got him up; one nipping him enough to get him stirring, and the other pushing and shoving at him in a futile attempt to move him.


    Red eyes snapped open, greeted with the unwelcoming sight of a dog. Panic immediately flooded his senses, fogged over rationality and reason; all Neue could think was that a dog had just bit him. A warning growl grew in his throat, but his claws thankfully remained sheathed.


    * what the hell are you looking at, mutt? Hostility flared in ruby oculars as his gaze followed the trail of his clanmates that had gatheted around him for some-odd reason. What was their problem?! * what? the fuck..


    He gave pause.


    Did.. he pass out again?
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    [justify]Francis took a step back, rearing, shocked. Did this kitty just call him a mutt? And even go as far as to growl at him, when he was the first thing he saw while waking up? Usually they were happy, or even surprised to find Francis besides them upon regaining senses, but not him, apparently. "Listen, connard, I was waking your pretty face up. And if you want, I can put it back to sleep again."


    It was highly unlikely that he ever could, as he hadn't fought in a long time, but he was confident in his abilities to sit on Neue's face and smother him. At least he'd be grateful that the last thing he saw was Francis's ass. "But," he added, lowering his lip. "are you alright?"
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