WAKING UP TO ASH & DUST // open

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    littlepaw had been out alone collecting herbs when a flash of white fur crossed her vision. butterflysong. lips drawing into a snarl, she'd set out to confront the exiled warrior, and chase her out of shadowclan's territory. unfortunately, butterflysong was twice the size of littlepaw, and while both sides had suffered considerable damage, littlepaw was the one knocked into a coma. butterflysong had somehow slammed the apprentice's head into a rock, immediately rendering her unconscious. butters had fled soon after, and littlepaw had been discovered by her clanmates and carted to the medicine cat's den.


    [a week later]


    the young medicine cat apprentice had been in a deep slumber for a long time. exactly how long, she herself didn't know. it could have been moons, weeks, days, or simply hours, but finally, she woke. "wh-what?" her sky blue eyes blinked a few times, confused. who was she? why couldn't she remember anything? the only thing littlepaw knew for sure was that everything hurt, from the pounding in her head to the stinging scratches over her body. "oww...


    / feel free to assume your character found her after she was attacked
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    [justify] Silver eyes flicked quickly to the small body next to him, ears perking. He swallowed the bite of squirrel he'd been chewing and moved to lean over the black and white female. "I thought you'd never wake up." Crowcall breathed, blinking down at Littlepaw. "How are you feeling?" His soft voice would inquire before he moved back to the other side of the den in order to give her room.
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    GENERAL INFO:
    CROWCALL | "CROW"
    Male | Identifies as male
    [color=#99ffbb]★ Traditional ShadowClan warrior
    [color=#99ffbb]★ 37 moons | Ages randomly
    [color=#99ffbb]★ Mentor to N/A

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    [color=#99ffbb]RELATIONSHIPS:

    [color=#99ffbb]★ Single | No Crush
    [color=#99ffbb]★ Thunderstep x Goldenleaf | Generation 2
    [color=#99ffbb]★ Cautious when making friends/approaching strangers

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    [color=#99ffbb]APPEARANCE:
    [color=white][REF] | [color=#99ffbb]STATUS:
    UNINJURED [90%]
    [color=#99ffbb]★ Tall, lean, shaggy haired brute. His body is very slender and almost exotically shaped, but his long white pelt gives him a buff appearance. His ears and forehead are a solid black, as well as his tail and nose.
    [color=#99ffbb]★ His eyes are a washed out silver, appearing to lack any sort of color.
    [color=#99ffbb]★ A scar runs diagnally across the length of his face.
    [color=#99ffbb]INJURIES/ILLNESSES: N/A
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    [color=#99ffbb]CONFRONTATION&INTERACTION:

    [color=#99ffbb]★ Extreme physical difficulty | Easy mental difficulty
    [color=#99ffbb]★ Quick to start a fight, will finish one.
    [color=#99ffbb]★ All nonviolent actions can be powerplayed.
    [color=#99ffbb]★ To engage in combat, use [color=#99ffbb]bold #99ffbb

  • [size=9pt]"So, you're awake somehow. What exactly happened? What's the whole story?"Thornfang wasn't sure how to feel about Littlepaw, though he was certain that she hated him. She was pretty rude, and she was still an outsider, but even the elderly feline had turned out to not be pure ShadowClan in the end. He was so confused, maybe even guilty, and he didn't know what path to take anymore. He had just wanted to be the best cat he could be. Something had gone wrong somewhere.[/size]


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    the two cats were a dizzy blur, and littlepaw barely caught what any of them said. "wake up?" she echoed, totally confused. had she been asleep for a long period of time? littlepaw didn't recognize any of the two toms standing over her, and a tad bit of fear showed through her pale blue optics. a chilly breeze came in through the den's entrance, and littlepaw shivered in her nest. "who are you?" she asked, the hairs rising on her back because of both panic and cold. she tried to get up into a sitting position, but was immediately knocked down by the jolt of pain in her head. "who am i?" the young apprentice asked in a small voice that was almost a whimper.


    why can't i remember anything?
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    [justify]"Calm down Littlepaw, your in the medicine den. Im Crowcall, this is Thornfang. I found you unconscious in the territory. You've been asleep for a few days." The black and white tom spoke cautiously, riding to his paws. "Theres some food there, if your hungry." The warrior informed, nodding to the partially feasted in squirrel that laid next to her nest.
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    GENERAL INFO:
    CROWCALL | "CROW"
    Male | Identifies as male
    [color=#99ffbb]★ Traditional ShadowClan warrior
    [color=#99ffbb]★ 37 moons | Ages randomly
    [color=#99ffbb]★ Mentor to N/A

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    [color=#99ffbb]RELATIONSHIPS:

    [color=#99ffbb]★ Single | No Crush
    [color=#99ffbb]★ Thunderstep x Goldenleaf | Generation 2
    [color=#99ffbb]★ Cautious when making friends/approaching strangers

    [fancypost borderwidth=0;width:410px;background:linear-gradient(to right,#99ffbb,#99ffbb,transparent);height:1px;padding:0px;margin-top:8px;margin-bottom:6px;][/fancypost]


    [color=#99ffbb]APPEARANCE:
    [color=white][REF] | [color=#99ffbb]STATUS:
    UNINJURED [90%]
    [color=#99ffbb]★ Tall, lean, shaggy haired brute. His body is very slender and almost exotically shaped, but his long white pelt gives him a buff appearance. His ears and forehead are a solid black, as well as his tail and nose.
    [color=#99ffbb]★ His eyes are a washed out silver, appearing to lack any sort of color.
    [color=#99ffbb]★ A scar runs diagnally across the length of his face.
    [color=#99ffbb]INJURIES/ILLNESSES: N/A
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    [color=#99ffbb]CONFRONTATION&INTERACTION:

    [color=#99ffbb]★ Extreme physical difficulty | Easy mental difficulty
    [color=#99ffbb]★ Quick to start a fight, will finish one.
    [color=#99ffbb]★ All nonviolent actions can be powerplayed.
    [color=#99ffbb]★ To engage in combat, use [color=#99ffbb]bold #99ffbb

  • [size=9pt]"You don't remember me? I thought you hated me. You must have lost your memory. Looks like we're going to have to work out what happened to her ourselves, Crowcall."Frankly, the old tom had hated Littlepaw too. They had been enemies, and he would have killed her had he not been so afraid of the consequences. He would have killed many, many cats, but in the end, that wouldn't have worked.[/size]


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    my name is littlepaw. her gaze swept across her surroundings, taking in every detail of the den. this is a medicine cat's den. she quickly realized, without knowing how or why. i'm a medicine cat apprentice. seeing the food that had been laid down next to her nest, littlepaw felt a pang of hunger in her belly. however, she had no appetite to eat, and pushed the squirrel away.


    "un-unconscious for a few days?" littlepaw's eyes widened, her expression incredulous. how could she have been asleep for so long without knowing? the young she-cat's head hurt from just the thought. she tried to think back to a few days ago, but nothing came to mind. she had no idea what hurt her, or anything else about herself. "are you two my family?" do i even have a family? she wondered helplessly.


    "why can't i remember anything, crowcall?" her eyes closed in pain as a teardrop rolled down her white furred cheek.
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  • [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]"You poor thing, can't remember anything?" Seedpaw half wanted to use the moment to flirt with the molly, but she felt like that wasn't appropriate. "Okay, so your name is Littlepaw, you're the medicine cat Apprentice and right now, you're waking up from a coma that we're really unsure of how happened."
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    [size=7pt] - i'm going back to my roots - [/size]


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  • [fancypost borderwidth=0px;][justify]Sedgepaw didn't know who this was, so she could offer no help, but was still relatively curious as to what had happened. She plodded over, not attempting to be stealthy at all, looking at the alleged medicine cat apprentice. "Well, I'm Sedgepaw," she said unhelpfully, since she supposed she should introduce herself anyway. She wondered what had happened to the girl, she seemed awfully confused. Amnesia, perhaps?