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[fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]// heyo! so, this guy was accepted as a doctor in the hp tryouts, so feel free to already know who he is! and if you're a newer member then you could just meet him for the first time c: excited to be back here!
"Dammit."
A low grunt was emitted from the medicine quarters. A few seconds later, accompanied by the sound of shuffling around and pawsteps, an aged canine appeared in the doorway. He swept his chocolate gaze over the rows of houses, where he noticed a few ColouredClanners out and about in the streets. The doctor flicked an ear, a frown present across his graying muzzle. "Alright, who stole my catnip again? This stuff isn't for gettin' high, y'know." Bones didn't hear a reply, and he gave a frustrated sigh and went to fetch his satchel. "Dumb junkies." He snorted, slinging the pack over his head. Great, now he'd have to go out and fetch some more.
This behavior wasn't unusual for Bones. He was the local grump, not afraid to let his teeth show if someone pissed him off. Albeit he wasn't necessarily violent, but he tended to order people around if it meant getting the job done. He had been a medic for a long time, even when he was an intern back in WindClan and even stretching into his puphood, so he knew what he was doing. Bones was lucky that ColouredClan had let him in. Though he didn't approve of all the fighting and tortures (that was more wounds for him to heal), they were still all he had.