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  • [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-size: 12px;][justify] //: dropping all traditional clan character, sorry loves <3


    sickness was seemingly too much. it was obvious by the lack of coughing emmitting from the large tom. his boney frame was curled into the nest provided for him in the medic den, not a single sign of movement detectable.
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  • //it's all good. see you around!


    "Pitchfur? Pitchfur, I've got you some catmint and tansy you need to take," Thrushpaw said, setting the herbs down. Maybe he was sleeping? Putting his paw on the tom, he shook him lightly. "Pitchfur, I need you to takes these." Why… why wasn't he waking up? He felt cold. He smelled… wrong. "P-Pitchfur? Pitchfur? It's n-not funny, stop it, stop it right now! G-get up! Get up!" Shaking his head, he backed away slowly, his entire body shuddering, shaking with every step. This was his fault. If he'd been a better medicine cat, if he'd gotten more catmint, if he'd known more—oh Star Clan, this was all his fault. "P-Please!" he said, his voice coming out high and weak, eyes filling with tears. "You've got to get up! Y-you can't give up just yet! Pitchfur!"



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    [fancypost borderwidth=0;height:155px;width:440px;overflow:hidden;padding:5px;][fancypost borderwidth=0;height:inherit;width:inherit;padding:0px;padding-right:48px;overflow:auto;][fancypost borderwidth=0; height:inherit;width:inherit;padding:0px;font-size:10px;font-family:verdana;text-align:justify;color:#333;line-height:100%;]The scent of death hit Ravenpaw's sleeping body and he instantly woke. The tom saw his friend stuttering and freaking out, and began to cry silently as he let out a light cough, then rested his tail on Thrushpaw's shoulder. "I'm Sorry buddy." He mumbled, then turned to Pitchfur. "May You Find Swift Walking my friend." he said out of respect, looking at his paws through the darkness. [/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]
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  • "This is all my fault," he said, hiccuping as he sank, eyes teary. "Oh Star Clan, this is all my fault," he moaned, covering his eyes with his paws. "P-P-Pitchfur I'm sorry, by Star Clan, I'm sorry. I—I—I… I was supposed to save you, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."



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    [fancypost bgcolor=#ddd;border:none;height:20px;width:109px;float:left;margin-left:4px;margin-top:4px;color:#111;font-family:arial;font-size:10px;text-align:center;letter-spacing:-1px;line-height:20px;padding:0px;]RAVENPAW[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#ddd;border:none;height:20px;width:110px;float:left;margin-left:4px;margin-top:4px;color:#111;font-family:arial;font-size:10px;text-align:center;letter-spacing:-1px;line-height:20px;padding:0px;]NIGHTMARE DISORDER[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#ddd;border:none;height:20px;width:109px;float:left;margin-left:4px;margin-top:4px;color:#111;font-family:arial;font-size:10px;text-align:center;letter-spacing:-1px;line-height:20px;padding:0px;]HE/HIM[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#ddd;border:none;height:20px;width:109px;float:left;margin-left:4px;margin-top:4px;color:#111;font-family:arial;font-size:10px;text-align:center;letter-spacing:-1px;line-height:20px;padding:0px;]APPRENTICE/DARKCLAN[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#ddd;border:none;height:20px;width:110px;float:left;margin-left:4px;margin-top:4px;color:#111;font-family:arial;font-size:10px;text-align:center;letter-spacing:-1px;line-height:20px;padding:0px;]CLICK FOR BIO[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#ddd;border:none;height:20px;width:109px;float:left;margin-left:4px;margin-top:4px;color:#111;font-family:arial;font-size:10px;text-align:center;letter-spacing:-1px;line-height:20px;padding:0px;]TRADITIONAL[/fancypost]
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    brindleclaw sat, having quarantined herself in a corner, watching with a deep saddness in her powdery blue gaze. he was dead. would she follow suit soon too? would she and her kits die? she was due any day now, really - she had to wonder if they'd be born sick. if they'd be doomed from birth.


    "he fought like a true warrior." was all she whispered, blinking away the tears.