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    ooc; ;; couldn't think of a title.



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    Almond could be seeing sitting in camp, not far from the nursery he was doing nothing at all. Just watching other cats do something or play around, he never really did anything at all. He also wasn't much of a talker, he only watched and said nothing. Yellow eyes glanced around towards all the dens, he guess he could call them that, he wasn't sure thought. He noticed how the kits he's seen had parents but. Almond of course didn't have a mother or father that he knew of or as far as he could remember.

    [font=georgia]Doing nothing seemed to be Sabre's thing, a part from shuffling herbs and pretending to look useful, he was often just mulling over his past like an elder would. Even if he wasn't exactly old. Outside of the medicine room for the first time in what seemed like eons, he yawned and stretched blinking his own grass green eyes and glancing around. There were a few of the many apprentices bounding out to begin their own adventures, but he noticed a smaller, more kit like cat who was sitting in front of the nursery room. Well duh, he was obviously a kit. In a chip and chipper mood, the grizzle faced tom padded over to the kit, hoping his mutilated face didn't scare the young kit, "Hey champ, what's got you down?"

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    Almond turned his head to see what the others called a medic. "huh? I look down?" he asked the obviously older cat. Of course he knew what the other meant, he just didn't know he looked upset or something. He did notice that the cat's face looked scarred or something, he wasn't sure what to call it. He wasn't sure if it was ok to ask what happened or if it wasn't he'd get in trouble, he guessed some didn't like to talk about it. "Who are you?" he asked the cat, Almond did not know anyone in the clan, more like he didn't attempt to meet anyone.

    [font=georgia]When he replied with a question, the tom just nodded partially and tilted his head, "Don't you think you are down?" Knowing he would be here for a while, especially because he was impressed with the intellectual ability of this kit, he sat down curling his tail over his paws. Probably the only appendage still in tact, for the most part. At the question to who he was, he chuckled, "I'm Sabre, ex-leader of SunClan, previously called Sabrestar then went to Sabretooth, and now Sabre." Speaking of which, Sabre still had 4 of his 9 lives.

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    ooc; muse is dying.



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    He blinked his yellow eyes at the toms reply, he did in fact sorta feel down but only a little bit. "Sorta" came a single word reply to the other cats question along with a shrug with his small shoulders. At the sound of hearing the cat tell him what his name is he got a bit curious "does that mean you had more then one life? and my name is Almond" the brown kit replied.

    [font=georgia]"Nice to meet you Almond, and yeah, I had 9 lives but I'm currently down to 4 considering I lost the other 5 leading my Clan and getting some pretty sh*t diseases." Not too worried about using such course language, he didn't think twice about it. "Where are your parents?" Sabre glanced around waiting for a queen to come rushing in and scoop her son out of his way and the bad habits he put others in.

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    Almond had shrugged off the foul word as he didn't really care about it and wouldn't bother using it at all. The kit shrugged at the question about his mother and father, "I don't know" was merely his reply. He didn't really know where or if he had parents and if he did they sure didn't seem to care or know he was here.

    [font=georgia]Running a tongue over his maimed maw, he tilted his head, "Why don't we try to find them?" Sabre had nothing better to do anyway. Perhaps going on a little exploration with this kit would be fun. Not like his kits could do with his company, they were all a year old now. Making him God knows how old. Still though, he wondered what was going on through the kitten's head.

    The brown tom shrugged his shoulders slightly "Sure" came a one word reply from the kit. He wasn't sure about looking for his parents, considering the one who was offering to was a high position. Almond had assumed he was busy but considering Sabre was sitting here talking to him, that he wasn't that busy. Then again, he never talked to a high positioned cat before so this was new.



    ooc; sorry for sloppiness, threw it together before I had to go to bed. and sorry for the lateness.