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    The youngster had gotten... distracted. She wasn't sure what it was, but all she smelled was the wonderful scent of food, and that smell of food leaded her into human territory, so, she fled. Now here she was, lost and hungry (somewhat hangry, too). She knew what plants she could eat, but that didn't fill her up enough, so she didn't eat a lot. The chocolate kitten looked around, her heterochromia eyes bouncing back and forth, her distress being easily detected. She was tense and was breathing heavily & slowly. If there was one thing about this little feline is that she hated being alone. She absolutely despised it. Her two front white paws started to knead the ground as she started to relax a little bit. She could hear her mother soothing her to when she would have panic attacks if she woke up by herself. The kitten stayed where she was, which was the WindClan border, and tried to relax herself.


    /im so sorry for this awful post its almost 11pm for me andi am t i r e d

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    DARTH VADER

    Darth Vader is a cyborg barbary lion. An artificial lion-gorilla hybrid, robotic legs and arms allow him to walk upright and use his hands. At his full height, he is fourteen feet tall. A Dark Lord of the Sith, and former Supreme Leader of the First Order. He wears the axe of Rick Grimes, a knife from Judith, the eye patch of Bill Cipher on his belt, along with his lightsaber. Sometimes followed by Ivan (a polar bear.)
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    Breathing. It's loud and hollow, as it from a specter on life support. His presence is a seething pool of salt water, trying to purge itself of its salt. He stepped from the trees, cape whisking behind him like a tail- a part of his body, practically, as his knuckles settle on the earth. He approaches the kit, his shadow briefly running over her, and stopping a few feet away.


    She was barely the size of Anakin's fist, haha.


    His lenses stared down at the child, then took a moment to breath, then spoke. "....You are lost."

    Seeing the large shadow on the ground, the kitten looked up to see the large body that belonged to Anakin. Although he was huge, she started to calm down, especially when she sensed that he wasn't going to hurt her. "Um, yes. I'm Jazlyn. Where am I?" she asked, her speech strangely short, but that usually happened after she had a panic attack.

    [center][fancypost=min-height:50px; width:30%; float:center; text-align: justify; line-height: 1.5; font-family: arial; font-size: 7pt;]Luke moved to stand beside his father, carefully leaning down to address the small kitten without her being engulfed in his shadow. He wore a gentle smile, though he held concern for her as well. Her mother must've been worried. And the child even more so. "Hi, Jazlyn. You're at WindClan's border at the moment. Where's your mother?"




    Jazlyn took her gaze from Anakin to Luke, and thought for a split moment. "WindClan? Oh. My mother...? I'm not actually sure..." she spoke, now looking at the ground again. Where was Mika? She was sure that he would come to save her. The kitten gulped and looked up. "Do you guys mind if I stay until I can find my way back home?" she asked, her gaze going back and forth from Luke to Anakin to Luke and so forth.



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    [center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border:0;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt;color:#000000;][font=georgia]★ MELCHOIR HACKSAW - i can fly as long as i’m with you
    She reminded him a little bit of his own sister and the youth felt a sharp sensation of sorrow flooding through his body. He had not seen Clara for god knows how long and it was saddening to even though of his lion loving sibling. Despite them not really interacting all that much, the dalmador pup still missed her. All he had was Percival and he did not intend on allowing the other male to slip from him either. He cast Jazlyn a bright smile as he came to stand besides Luke, brushing the thoughts from his mind in an attempt to regain his usual optimism.


    "Of course, you're allowed to stay here for as long as you like! Welcome to Windclan, Jazlyn. I'm Melchoir, it's nice to meet you." the honorguard chimed in as he peered at the unfamiliar face with a spark of curiosity in his emerald gaze. He soaked up their words for a few moments, contemplating what they were saying. So, they were lost and looking for their home but willing to stay in Windclan until they did so? It greatly intrigued the extremely inquisitive youth and although he did not wish to pry he still wanted to find more out.


    "Do you remember where you are from? Maybe we could help you to get back there" the canine added in a hopeful tone, tail wagging slightly as the idea of assisting this new potential friend blossomed clearly within his young mind. He would not mind her departure if they did find her home because even if she did not stay in Windclan, at least it meant that she would be able to be happy. He glanced over to his fellow clanmates as if seeking agreement to his own words before emerald eyes focused back onto the kitten, friendly, positive expression still present on his face as he did so.



    Jazlyn heard the voice of Melchoir and let out a sigh of relief. "Thank you, Melchoir," she spoke, standing up. Where was she from? That she did not know. "I actually don't know where I'm from...? I definitely didn't live in a clan or anything of the sorts. I lived with my parents and my brother," she replied, standing up. Jaz never really cared about where her home was. It was home and she was fine with that.



    ♚ makaio