> remind us of things we don't care about > > open, get well cards

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    [size=9pt]and yet nothing remains except for our regrets[/size]


    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 340px; color: white; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 8pt;][hr][justify]Zach felt bad about those who were growing ill. They were all clearly in misery, from one or more of the symptoms that the strange virus was causing. Poi had been sitting in a corner, curled up, trying to figure out some way to make his diseased clanmates feel better, even if it was only a bit emotionally.


    After a while of moping, the tom's eyes widened, quickly getting up to trot to the center of the room he was lounging in. Conjuring up a bunch of pieces of paper, some marker, and some paint, Poisonedplaythrough chuckled to himself as he finished setting everything up. "Hey, does anyone want to come and make some fell better cards for anyone who's getting sick?"


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    Moth, who loved the idea of these cards, bounced forwards, nearly knocking Zach over. She steadied herself, heaving her aching muscles away. As far as Moth knew, she was just feeling a little under the weather - heck no, she was in stage one of the virus.


    "This would be awesome!" she grinned, quickly grabbing some card and bright blue paint.

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    [size=9pt]and yet nothing remains except for our regrets[/size]


    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 340px; color: white; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 8pt;][hr][justify]Poi couldn't help but smile at the molly's excitement over the cards. It was almost like Mothnose's excitement had influenced him to be more cheerful, because he suddenly felt like putting 10x more effort into these then he had already planned. "Alright, sweet! Let's get these rolling!" Pulling a sheet of paper towards himself, the tom grabbed a purple marker to start messily writing out a note on it.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 350px; border-left: 1px transparent; border-right: 1px transparent;][justify] "i fail to understand how cards will cure someone," Koda said as she watched the two observantly with curious eyes, glancing towards the paper and pens every now and then as her paws itched to do something. no, i must find the logic in these actions before doing it, she thought sternly in her head, tail curled around her paws as she waited for a reasonable answer.
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    Moth grinned, before messily slopping the blue paint all over the card, until it was practically dripping with it. She then wrote - in darker blue paint - "gett wele soon". She had no idea how awful her spelling was, and she really didn't give a damn.


    She looked up as Koda approached, frowning at her remark. "But it's a nice thing to do..." she said weakly, staring back down at her card.