--Tell the world I'm coming h(o)me (MC or MCA needed)

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    Her dove-white fur clung to her body, matted and tangled. Her eyes, once glimmering and bright, now failed to produce even a glint of hope. She was nothing now. Ribs showing, dry mouth, why, it looked as of now that she would be a goner.


    Dixie would probably never even reach a year of life before she died. Now the little 4 moon cat, well, barely a cat at that, struggled to even breathe as she walked into a place, strong with the scents of herbs. Dixie was a fairly smart girl, and she knew well enough herbs could help her.


    Plopping down on the ground, she managed a weak mew. "H-he-help..." Her breathing was unsteady, and Dixie failed to notice she had waltzed on in to SunClan territory. But would that even matter? She was dying for heaven's sake, all because of her abusive twoleg owners.

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    Cerulean was wandering around when he spotted the young cat, looking so weak and helpless. His eyes sparkled with worry as he bounded over to her. "Oh dear!" the medicine cat apprentice mewed. "What happened? We need to treat you right away.".


    Dixie looked at Cerulean, a thankful look in her dull ash-grey eyes. "I... I don't know. I... It... It hurts t-to breathe." She explained. "I've b-been alone fo-for awhile.. T-too hard t-to h-hunt every day. I-I'm hungry." She whispered.


    Surely there would be food here, right? Cerulean looked healthy and well-fed, and that must mean there was more food somewhere. Dixie felt a surge of pain grip her throat as she spoke, and suddenly, she fell silent. Figuring if she talked, more pain would follow.


    Dixie had no idea why she was like this, most of her life was a blur. All she knew was that she had been attacked at one point, and she still hadn't fully recovered.

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    Slowly out of line
    And drifting closer in your sights
    So play it out I’m wide awake
    It’s a scene about me

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    [fancypost bgcolor=#CD3700; border: 8px double white; width: 500px][justify] Zeropaw trotted into the medicine den. Obviously, she was coming to see her friend Cerulean, but her eyes flickered to Dixie instead when she entered the den. "Oh...Who is this?" the cream and white femme asked the medicine cat apprentice. Her seafoam eyes showed no hints of pity, but rather were full of curiosity. Probably just another injured kittypet, like the one she and Venomstripe came across a few days ago. That was always the case, it seemed. I'm a poor abandoned kittypet, help me!" Zeropaw personally despised kittypets. They were unintelligent idiots who hadn't a clue how to feed themselves or take care of themselves, for that matter.


    Yeah, yeah. If she hated kittypets so strongly, why was she in a kittypet clan? Well, she had her reasons. Well, her reason. One word: Oraclenight. That sister of hers, who once led SunClan. Those were the good days, when she was respected and served. Now, she had to work all day just for a piece of prey. Fun. Ugh, and there she went, letting her mind get all off topic again. "Where is she from?" Zeropaw finally added. [/justify]


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    [justify][size=6pt]comments: -- teheee. I'm not a MC or an MCA! just squirrely's stalker
    tags: -- Dixie, Cerulean
    mood: -- Curious


    muse: -- Meh.
    lyrics: you're gonna go far kid; Offspring
    word count: -- 197[/size]    [/justify]



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    And now someone is gonna pay
    And if you can’t get what you want
    Well it’s all because of me

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    OOC- Hi, Wolfie! Nice ta see you! You stalk me?! -Gasp-


    Dixie shifted under Zeropaw's gaze, trying not to look her in the eyes. "I-I'm from the twoleg p-place... I, I th-think." She stammered. Truthfully, Dixie didn't remember much. Her mother had been a kittypet, but Dixie and her siblings were never aloud inside.


    Then one day, an animal attacked and... Well, after that, all Dixie could remember was being alone in the forest. How she got there? Who knew. Dixie sat down, her legs feeling to weak to support her tiny body. Dixie licked one paw with a cut, trying in a failed attempt to get rid of the dried blood.


    Of course, a minor paw injury was nothing compared to the rest of her injuries. One leg was broken, probably from the animal attack, and she was starved so much that she literally looked like skin and bone. Yet here Dixie was, still clinging to life. She was strong for someone in her condition, and very lucky.

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    Slowly out of line
    And drifting closer in your sights
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    It’s a scene about me

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    [fancypost bgcolor=#CD3700; border: 8px double white; width: 500px][justify] Zeropaw watched the tiny kit. The little bundle of fur was looking pretty pathetic, fur clinging to her bones and all that. The cream and white she cat, however, had no intentions of comforting her. No, that would be pointless. But then again... She would be having kits soon, shouldn't she be figuring out the ways their minds worked? She was scared to death about her upcoming litter, and had mini panic attacks constantly, whenever she heard the word 'kit.'


    But Dixie wasn't her kit, so she needn't worry, right? "Well...So how did this happen? And why did you come to Cerulean?" Zeropaw tried to sound calm and gentle, but came off sharp and orderly. The little scrap sure didn't look like a kittypet, now that Zero had a closer look. She kind of looked like a rogue kit that somecat dumped in a river and left to die. [/justify]


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    [justify][size=6pt]comments: -- yeah No...Why would I stalk you? *nervous laugh* xD
    tags: -- Dixie, Cerulean
    mood: -- Curious


    muse: -- Almost medium.
    lyrics: you're gonna go far kid; Offspring
    word count: -- 153[/size]    [/justify]



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    And now someone is gonna pay
    And if you can’t get what you want
    Well it’s all because of me

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    Dixie shrugged. "I don't know. I... I was attacked by an animal or sumthin'..." She meowed. "I.. I d-don't know what it was... Almost looked l-like a f-fox, but bigger a-and grey." She whimpered, the horrific scene playing again in her head.


    "Af-after that, I was a-alone. My family ha-had died, an-and I fo-found this place." Dixie's gaze flickered to Cerulean. "He c-came and s-started asking questions, and n-now you're h-here." She finished, staring blankly at the ground.


    Dixie lay dwn, tucking her paws together in a sort of fashion where she could comfortably rest her head upon them while still being able to look at Zeropaw.

    OOC: Oh. If you were wondering, I'm temping Cerulean for Pineapple. Sorry if it sounds nothing like him. Pineapple never told me the looks or personality:/.


    IC: Cerulean's eyes flickered back and forth between the two cats. "You're hungry, do you need something to eat?" he asked the 7-moon-old Dixie. But he already knew the answer. This kit was starving and hurt. He sat down and flicked his tail. "Scratch that. I'll get you some herbs and something to eat." he added to his previous question. Then he turned to Zeropaw. " Please stay here for a moment with her so she isn't alone. It shouldn't take long." he said.

    ooc; Wolfie to le rescue! Cerulean is a Maine coon, I THINK. His personality is kind of..."UGH this is so stupid." And he loves his mentor Ace (who is male.) Him and Zero are good buddies, and Zero is still kinda madly in love w/ him. But he doesn't like Zero THAT way. He and Graycepaw (played by Bruno) have a pain link. Ta-da!


    The wind blew.

    OOC: THANKS xD I didn't know how the h*ll I was gonna play him without knowing anything.

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    Slowly out of line
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    It’s a scene about me

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    [fancypost bgcolor=#CD3700; border: 8px double white; width: 500px][justify] Zeropaw sighed. She didn't like babysitting, but for Cerulean, she'd do it, especially since he agreed to help her take care of her kits when they were born. The cream she cat almost got tears in her eyes just thinking about what he'd said. "I'll be their uncle," he had told her. That just warmed her heart. He was such a good friend. Her blue eyes focused on Dixie now.


    "An animal, huh? Like, a big grey animal...?" Zeropaw mewed, thinking aloud. A big grey animal. That sounded like a wolf to her. Those wolves...man, they were scary. But they had a raw elegance to them as well, and she'd love to actually see one. But now that she saw what it could do to a cat, Zero wasn't sure she wanted to meet one after all. And the poor kit's family's were all dead too. Zeropaw wondered if the wolf killed all of them, or if they died some other way. [/justify]


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    [justify][size=6pt]comments: -- xD Well, good luck.
    tags: -- Dixie, Cerulean
    mood: -- Curious


    muse: -- almost medium
    lyrics: you're gonna go far kid; Offspring
    word count: -- 167 [/size]    [/justify]



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    Cerulean rushed around for the right herbs. He didn't know exactly how long the little cat would last. He could tell she wasn't doing well at all. She said it...hurts to breathe! he thought with joy about finding out what he needed, but he flinched because it was fatal. That means juniper berries and coltsfoot. Cerulean yanked out a bit of juniper berries and coltsfoot and ran to grab a mouse. I think that's good for now. he said to himself and he then began running to the duo of she-cats.

    Ace walked into the den, and raised a brow at Zeropaw and the kit. She looked starving. "You neglecting patients again, Cerulean?" he asked playfully. He went to the kit, and noticed her broken paw. "I can get the paw for you. I want you to practice with other wounds."

    "No. Nope. I was getting the herbs and a peice of prey for her!" he grumbled. "She has trouble breathing, so I got some Coltsfoot and Juniper Berries." he added. Cerulean set down the plump mouse in front of little Dixie. "Eat. You must be hungry.". He hoped that after she had her paw fixed, breathing cleared up, and ate something, she'd be stronger and healthier.


    Dixie looked at the cat who had just come in. He looked a bit bigger than Zeropaw and Cerulean, and she figured by what he was saying, he also was in charge of injured animals. It was then when Dixie noticed Cerulean drop her a piece of prey.


    She looked up at him, then meowed, "Thanks." Her voice was soft, but grateful. Dixie nibbled at the prey, savoring each bit she chewed and swallowed. It felt good to eat something other than just the occasional weak mouse, or sme crow-food.


    Dixie soon finished her meal, and she felt a lot less famished, but the pain in her lungs had still not gone. She listened blankly to Cerulean's words, and heard something about berries and some kind of foot. Foot? Dixie was clearly confused, but figured it was some kind of herb or something.

    Cerulean nodded. "Good.". Then he nudged the herbs towards her. "Eat those. They are Juniper Berries and Coltsfoot, they'll help with your breathing." he explained them to her. "I wanted you to eat firsr so you wouldn't take them on an empty stomach. And Ace said he'll take care of your paw." he said with a glance at his mentor. "Or do you want me to handle it?".

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    It’s a scene about me

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    [fancypost bgcolor=#CD3700; border: 8px double white; width: 500px][justify] Zero instantly perked up when Ace came into the den. "Hey, I think I know you. Ace, right? Cerulean's mentor?" Zeropaw could still hear Cerulean's words ringing in her head from when they first met. "You and Ace would get along well. You need to meet him sometime." Well, here he was. She was meeting him. "So, um, what's up with this kit?" she asked awkwardly. "Broken paw?" Her cream tail lashed in the air as she watched Cerulean's mentor. She wanted to see if they maybe acted alike. Huh. That would be stupid, though. Who impersonates their mentor? Or vice versa?


    Well, she was sucked into this medicine cat business. It was nothing like dealing with stupid commoners all day ina store, no way. It was helping your other high ranking non-commoner friends help...oh. Help the commoners. Duh. [/justify]


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    [justify][size=6pt]comments: --
    tags: -- Ace, Cerulean, Dixie
    mood: -- curious


    muse: -- nearly medium...
    lyrics: you're gonna go far kid; Offspring
    word count: -- 148[/size]    [/justify]



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    And now someone is gonna pay
    And if you can’t get what you want
    Well it’s all because of me

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    Dixie sniffed the herbs, then licked them up obediently. No, they didn't taste very good, but they weren't bad either. Dixie swallowed them, letting them flow into her system. She felt inferior around all the other cats, and instinctively shrank back under their gazes.


    Sheesh, all she really wanted was just one cat to come to her aid, not three! But it was help nonetheless and Dixie was grateful.


    Soon after digesting the Juniper berries and coltsfoot, her breathing began to lose the pain and it was easier to inhale air. It amazed Dixie how just a few plants could help an injured cat like her. She knew that Ace and Cerulean were very lucky to have that job.

    Cerulean looked over at Dixie. "How do you feel?" he mewed gently. "Do you want a bit more to eat?" he added. She had a mouse and herbs. Sure, that was a good amount. But she looked very scrawny and hungry when he first found her, so he had to make sure.