i need a speeding ticket * re introduction

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    [fancypost=background-color: none; bordercolor=transparent; text-align:justify; borderwidth=0px; width: 500px; font-size: 9; line-height:110%;color:;]---- tea sat alone in her shop, it had been a while since she had opened. she pushed her glasses back further on her head, and rubbed rhe indentions she left. the rabbit hopped quickly around her workshop, picking up random things, inspecting them, then setting them down again. it had been like this for a couple weeks. she had lost muse to open up. but today, she felt determined. teagan moved a few baskets of herbs to a different corner, picking out some dry ones. she moved some wooden tools, put them back on their designated shelf, and bounced over to the front of the shop. she pushed up on her back legs, and twisted a small sign to say 'OPEN', in messy scrawl.

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    The lioness could barely see. The searing burns across her eye kept Ash on her toes, and the bandages, no matter how soaked in herb water and chilled with her powers they may be, were no true fix to cull the pain she was in. It was the price of helping others, she supposed, and with a hefty heart, the femme stalked around camp. It had been too long since she'd read a book or carved or done anything that made her legitimately happy. Riverclan itself made her heart feel significantly more free, but even here, she felt cornered with the looming thought of Arcanepaw. To be perfectly honest, Ashbringer would have looked right over the bunny if she hadn't noticed the shop.


    "Oh, hey," the sightless femme greeted as she stopped, her marbled paws pushed out before her abruptly. "There's some chamomile in that basket, isn't there? I can smell it." Admitting she couldn't see was harder than just asking and faking, Ash supposed, but even as blind as she was, the small here's figure was something she could disguise against the ground. "Are you looking to sell it? I've got some stuff I could trade in exchange."


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    YOU HAD A VISION THEY COULDN'T SEE, SO THEY PUT YOU DOWN...
    ❤ [color=white]— kate marsh — windclan + riverclan — winged pomaranian — tags

    [fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%][color=beige]A bunny with medical herbs. Wow. This was enough to make the canine to do a double take. Just a year ago, Kate had been in the body she was born with; a rabbit body. And she spent all of her time in that body doing the same thing she did now, study herbs. Some days, she missed her rabbit body and she debated on taking it back. Today was one of those days when she came across Teagan doing this. Curious, Kate padded over shortly after the lioness, tilting her head. "Hi. It's nice to meet you both." she says, figuring she should be polite first before anything else. She sniffs the air, craning her neck to get a better inspection of Teagan's little shop set up, also interested in possibly making a trade.

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    [size=9]Newt was the next to arrive, quickly looking over the stock before turning back to the rabbit. "Do you happen to have burdock root? I have some metal scraps and other miscellaneous things in exchange." He wouldn't say what it was for, but it was definitely nessacary.

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    tags - second mate and co-head doctor - please mention to attack

    arcanepaw was simply curious of the new workshop and didn't have anything he'd like to trade, anything that he could beat to part with anyways. the australian shepherd slowly made his way to the bunny, smiling warmly. [color=#F0FFFF]"i guess i could just browse around."

    he said timidly, and sat down to observe the largely written OPEN sign.

    [fancypost=background-color: none; bordercolor=transparent; text-align:justify; borderwidth=0px; width: 500px; font-size: 9; line-height:110%;color:;]---- "oh, yes! i have chamomile and burdock, i'll be right back!" in her hurry, she knocked down a model metal airplane, she muttered under her breath before putting it on a shelf and scampering to the baskets of herbs. teagan spoke the names of all the herbs she came across until she found the two requested ones. she let out a triumphant sound and moved back to the others, holding the herbs in leaf bundles. tea handed the chamomile bundle to the lioness, and the burdock root bundle to newt. "it's nice to meet you all!"

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    YOU HAD A VISION THEY COULDN'T SEE, SO THEY PUT YOU DOWN...
    ❤ [color=white]— kate marsh — windclan + riverclan — winged pomaranian — tags

    [fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%][color=beige]Kate smiled as she watched Teagan. She definatly wanted to get to know her. "If I made a trade with you, what are some of the things you'd like in return?" She asks, pausing when she realized something pretty important. She had no idea what the bunny's name was! "Oh! I'm Kate, by the way. What's your name?" she asks enthusiastically.

    [fancypost=background-color: none; bordercolor=transparent; text-align:justify; borderwidth=0px; width: 500px; font-size: 9; line-height:110%;color:;]---- "i'm teagan! it's nice to meet you kate." she pondered the thought for a moment. "i don't really need herbs, i have quite the abundance, and i have enough metal scraps to last me a lifetime. but i am starting to enjoy the prescence of small cacti plants and colourful rocks, so i would accept those!" she finished her rant almost breathlessly, and stopped thumping her foot, that she had started unconciously.

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    "There's so many different kinds of cacti in Bloodclan that I'm sure I could manage to uproot one and bring it to you," the dove hued female purred, taking the chamomile gently to stuff it into her leather satchel. Maybe she'd be able to sleep tonight. Chamomile had always been a blessing in that regard, putting the worries of life and responsibility out of Ash's mind and into the gutters where they belonged. Realizing she hadn't properly introduced herself, the young warlord cleared her throat and smiled a little brighter. "I'm Ashbringer. Teagan's such a cool name. Um, do you open up shop like this all the time? I make armor as a hobby, but I never thought about trading it," She admitted with a shrug.


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    [size=9]"Colorful rocks? I beleive I have a couple! Do you want a particular color, or will anything do?" Most of his rocks were located under a bigger rock he'd hollowed out, where they were hopefully safe from being blown away. He didn't have a practical use for them, but maybe she would.

    [fancypost=background-color: none; bordercolor=transparent; text-align:justify; borderwidth=0px; width: 500px; font-size: 9; line-height:110%;color:;]---- "that would be great! and yes, i plan to open up shop regularly now. you-re name is so cool! what type of armour do you make?" while waiting for a response, she bustled around and quickly answered newt. "i would be fine with just about any colour, but would prefer very bright ones!"

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