Call a doctor, o return

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    SEEMS A HEAVENS LOST TO ME. — AI — bloodclan — tags

    Ai had learned a lot on her small journey. Many know she had left in search of medical knowledge to return to the clan with. The healer's talent had only grown, learning many new tactics to handle normally worrying issues. She carried with her rare herbs she had brought from searching.


    Ai's movement into the city was as graceful as ever. She had grown to be a small feline. Peeking into her adult hood with strong muscles and nimble powerful legs. She moved her pale blue eyes around the twoleg place carefully, her ear twitched for a moment before her voice poured out of her throat. ``Hello. I'm back?`` She spoke friendly as ever. Ai's niceness was a gift and a curse sometimes. But she had, the others, if she needed a change. Speaking of the others. Xia seemed pretty nervous at the fact they had come to the hotel and found it empty. Ene didn't care, saying they probably moved.

    ★ ★ ★ The Healer’s gaze sparked from the darkness. Why did she always find herself here when there were newcomers.


    “Back?” She rasped, padding into the weak sunlight filtering from a broken window. “Back? Why, my dear, I don’t believe I’ve ever saw you in the first place.” She drawled, tense. Was this another forest clan trick? And were those leaves she was holding poisono 

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    "Speech."

    Sweet Dreams Are Made Of This

    SEEMS A HEAVENS LOST TO ME. — AI — bloodclan — tags

    Ai's blue optics moved to stare at the newer healer with a bored rolls of her eyes. Before she took a moment to examine the hairless molly and spoke with a calm ice like tone``I've been learning new medical items. Perhaps bring me a none idiotic cat to speak to. Taboa, Caldeon, Nikolas, one of them shall do.`` Ai didn't trust Mal. Mostly thanks to the feline's aggression. The small feline moved her eyes away from mal. Looking around for someone she did in fact know.


    // omg I'm so happy to see her back!


    ❖ "Ai!" he had been making daily patrols around the hotel to keep watch for any potential joiners. Alas Ai had returned, approached by Malv the newly appointed healer. A bit awkward nonetheless, but Ai would fit in quite perfectly especially since they were on the eve of battle. Last he had heard she left for supplies, many assumed her dead after a while, but not Cal. It potentially pained him to be the bearer or bad news but, this was Bloodclan. Tough shit.


    "you wicked minx, you made it" pride and shock authentically placed within his eyes and voice. She had grown, into a beautiful young adult. "Malvolia this is Ai, she was the Healer here a while back. She left for educational reasons." he summed up the situation, unaware of the current hostility between the two. "Unfortunately Taboa and Nik have both vanished" he furrowed his brows, "the new leaders are Truthless and Elijah. And I have just recently been appointed as second" he continued, this must be a lot to soak in. "We are thriving however, and even stand at the eve of battle with Thunderclan" he added, a certain venom entering his voice at the mention of Thunderclan.

    CAL'S ART & TAGS

    SEEMS A HEAVENS LOST TO ME. — AI — bloodclan — tags

    Ai grinned slightly as the tom approached. She cared for Cal, and was glad to see him. Her pale blue optics danced to move on Mal for a moment before she turned her focus to Cal. Nodding softly in response. It was sad to hear her friends were gone. But she to the duel colored tom. ``luckily. I would of made it sooner. But I ended up snowed into the cave I was staying at. `` Ai explained happily. She was glad to be able to talk with him. Her small form was graceful and fit. She had truly grown up from the fluffy child who marched around the hotel walls.