BAT COUNTRY//OPEN + WAKING UP

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: black; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 15px; line-height: 95%; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 4px; text-transform: uppercase;]PYREPUP[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: white; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 8px; line-height: 95%; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 4px; text-transform: uppercase; margin-top: -6px;]i know the feeling, of being damned alone ![/fancypost]
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    the pup would at first be found in bed, a majority of his body bandaged up to the right side of his head. everything was still sore, even after the supposed day or so he's been out cold. well, he was most definitely alive it seemed; not unscathed, but alive he would suppose. albeit, poor pyrepup won't ever be able to forget the torture he was forced to apparently go through; he'll probably have nightmares of the rebellion leader who left him like this; he won't forget how merciless she was to him. eventually opening his eye, since the other one is bandaged, the lone, dark golden ocular looked upwards towards the blurry ceiling, groaning slightly due to the injuries. trying his best, he slid his way upwards, albeit not to much to prevent opening any of the wounds. [b]"ow..."     the grey wolf pup sighed once he finally made it to a specific lying position. he didn't recognize where he was, nor how long he's been there either. nonetheless, he continued lying down, sore all over.
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    " speaking "


    woodenkit didn't quite understand the notion of injury and needing rest and relaxation to heal from such a happening. no, it was her enthusiastic approach to life that brought her into risky situations and would inevitably get her hurt. yet that same approach was what brought her to such wondrous occasions, spurring her on to explore the unexplored, and when she overheard the statement of a quick 'ow', the wooden child dashed over to the source of the sound. she had learned that 'ow' indicated pain, or discomfort, or sometimes surprise. if someone was in pain, then maybe she could help? the tree-turned-feline hadn't done much productive work while in windclan (she was rather young anyways) and maybe she could add something to pyre's day? she had never met him and didn't know why he wasn't awake for so long, instead bounding towards him with a wide smile on her stiff, bark-covered maw.


    [color=#af6c48]"hey! who're you? are you okay? why're you lying there?"
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=none; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 370px;font-size:8pt;line-height: 130%;][justify]Upon hearing a groan of pain, followed by Woodenkit's notorious questioning, Cherviltea would make his way over after the tree, eventually entering the den in which Pyrepup had been resting, to find that the child was finally awake, and struggling to get up, all the while. "Pyrepup?" Phew - thank god he had woken. In a sense, logic had nagged at Chervil, telling him that Pyrepup would be alright, and that the wounds were mere flesh wounds.. That everything would be alright, especially considering the fact that Coralie had already dealt with them. However, the idea of losing the child altogether had reminded him of the dire urgency of the situation.. and of what the Rebellion had done to him, too. Such had worried him, drastically, especially considering that the wounds that Pyrepup had suffered from had been far from meager. He had held himself together, nevertheless, but now, he felt no need. "I wouldn't get up, if I were you. You don't want to re-open any of those wounds." He paused, eventually taking a seat beside Woodenkit, as a smile illuminated his concerned expression. "Do you need me to get anything for you? Are you thirsty, or hungry?"


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: black; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 15px; line-height: 95%; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 4px; text-transform: uppercase;]PYREPUP[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: white; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 8px; line-height: 95%; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 4px; text-transform: uppercase; margin-top: -6px;]i know the feeling, of being damned alone ![/fancypost]
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    he noticed the kit, and instantly began to feel annoyed by her oblivious nature. if he could stand, he would have left the den, but seeing that he had little to no energy to do that, he was forced to tolerate such nuisance. [b]"pyrepup, and i guess i am."     the grey wolf pup sighed out, supposing it isn't their fault for being so oblivious to his current condition. and as cherv made his entrance, he eased up a tad more with the presence. "okay." the pup nodded, lying still now. the soreness got on his nerves anyway. he was able to flick his tail made of smoke though, since it can't really get physically injured. towards cherv's question, he felt a rough heartbeat at the mention of being hungry. pyrepup quickly brought a paw to his chest; ears perked upwards and dark golden visionaries widening for all of three seconds. after said seconds, he brought the paw down and took in deep breaths. "very, very hungry. could you bring me something either raw or freshly killed?" asked through deep breaths.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px; text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-size: 9px; letter-spacing: 2px;]WE MET IN A FIELD OF YELLOW DAISIES[hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-size: 9pt; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: 0px; line-spacing: 1px;][justify]Dai had been hunting, and had caught a mouse, and was about to eat it when her gaze fell upon the child- the malnourished ragdoll had never met Pyrepup, but he looked rather... bad. Injured. She felt bad for him- so she padded over, shaking, and tilted her head, tightening her jaw. She fixated her pastel-purple gaze upon the other child, and sighed. "Um... I j-just caught, caught, th-this m-m-mouse. You, you, you c-can have it, if, if y-you want?" The guardian laid the mouse by the wolf pup's side, stepping back nervously, avoiding eye contact. Pyrepup was much bigger than her, most people were, and he was a wolf- Dai was generally scared of wolves, especially ones whom she had not had the 'pleasure' of meeting. "I'm... D-Daisyk-k-kit, by the way. You, you c-can call me Dai, th-though.


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    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 410px; font-family: arial; line-height:100%; font-size: 11pt; text-align: justify;]Aslanpaw had been concerned for Pyrepup, the moment that the other child had been taken. Now he seemed to be fine, and his injuries were healing well. The small tiger made his way over, coming close to the pup before reaching into his satchel, pulling out some small seeds. "Are you s-still experiencing p-pain? I can g-give you poppy s-seeds, and they'll h-help you sl-sleep and g-get rid of the so-soreness," he explained, beckoning for the other to look at the seeds, wondering if he felt the need to take them. It would be a good idea, or at least it was in Aslan's mind.
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    tags — updated 10/04/16