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    Opalescence breathed heavily in the Elite forest, mismatched eyes narrowed and white fur tangled. She looked at the log of wood she had been leaping at, claw marks shown at the surface. The former stylists paws were shaking underneath her, but for the first time not out of nerves or fear. It was time to change her life and this was only the beginning.

    [align=center][font=georgia][color=white]Toxic had been hunting all day when he stumbled upon the former Stylist. The Dragon-Slayer froze upon first seeing her, watching quietly as she clawed and clawed the log. What was going on? In a loud voice, the blue tortoiseshell mewed, "What are you doing?"


    He was annoyed with all the noise Opalescence had been making and a little concerned for why she was doing this. Sitting down, he quietly observed her with impassive neon-green eyes.

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    A little albino kitten had been wandering around in the forest when she caught a glimpse of the former stylist. Maybe Rosailee wasn't supposed to be out of the camp, but hey, it was boring! How could she stay in there all day? She just couldn't. Back to the topic though! Rose recognized that cat. It was the one who had made her the crown! In fact, she was wearing the crown right now. That cat had inspired her to become a stylist, but with the stylists and healers merged to one, that might now happen. Coming out of the shadows, Rosailee mewed, "Hi! Remember me? You made me the crown!"

    Opalescence felt her fur grow hot, but she was too tired to be embarrassed."T-training," she mewed with a large puff of air coming out of her mouth, lungs convulsing in and out.

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    "Can I help?" The kit asked. Opalesence obviously hadn't seen her the first time, considering she hadn't replied to the small she-kit's question. "And maybe you can teach me some stylist tips to? I know the position has been removed, but its nice to learn." Rosailee sighed.

    [align=center][font=georgia][color=white]Bright neon eyes flickered towards the kit, Toxic seemed to have just noticed her now. "Shouldn't kits stay inside the mansion?" he frowned.


    Turning back to Opalscene, he offered her a weird look. "Right of course." Falling silent again, Toxic's suddenly remembered. Mewing outloud quietly, "They removed the Stylist Postion, didn't they?" While Toxic never really cared for that postion, deeming it unnecessary - he couldn't help but feel sorry for the cats who's roles were suddenly taken away, though he understood why the Leaders done it.

    [font=georgia]Opalescence felt her heart warm as the two kits recognized her for her work. It also hurt. Styling was gone, and it was time to move on with her life and actually contribute to the Elite.
    Of course I remember,"     she mewed kindly to Rosaliee. "I'm actually not a stylist anymore. With the position change, I've decided to become a regular m-member." Her voice was slightly sad, and she looked back down at her paws.

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    "The mansion is soooo boring!" Rosailee cried. "And you can't send me back. I refuse to go!" Sighing, she continued. "I'm so mad about the stylist position! I wanted to be one. You inspired me Opalesence." She smiled, tail flicking to the crown on her head.

    [font=georgia]Opalescence gave the kit a sad smile. "I'm glad I could be a muse for you, even if the position is gone." She sighed, turning to Toxic. "I could actually use your assistance."

    [align=center][font=georgia][color=white]The Dragon-Slayer frowned at Rosailee, "It won't be long before you're four moons you know. Quit whining, you'll be a Trainee before you know it." The tom-cat turned his attention back to the former Stylist, looking curious and cautious. "Yes? What do you need?"

    [font=georgia]"Could you s-spar with me?" mewed Opalescence nervously as she looked up hopefully at the dragonslayed. "I mean, I w-won't be any challenge, b-but I need help you see...I'm kind of terrible."

    [align=center][font=georgia][color=white]Toxic's neon-green eyes softened slightly, "Of course I will." He hopped that the former Stylist wouldn't be offended that he would go easy on her. Opalscene had been the one to ask for it, and Toxic didn't want to end up beating her up so easily. That would only crush the new member's confidence.

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    Days continue to pass,
    Stars continue to shine,
    Why should i have tears on my eyes,
    When she was actually never mine.


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    Grim padded over to the former stylist, sympathy shining in his aqua eyes. He felt extremely sorry for her, to be honest, he felt as though the stylists did a good job, but it shouldn't be a high position. It could however just be a regular position, like a member. But Grim couldn't be bothered talking to the leaders about it. He flicked his tail to the three in greeting and smiled gently at the troubled she-cat.
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    These dreams are painful.
    They’re always the same,
    I find you, I chase you,I lose you-you’re gone.
    I wake up I cry. I ask myself why.
    This has been going on for as long as I can remember.
    All they just serve to do is remind me of what I have lost,what I can never get back.
    How could I lose something I never had?

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    A little seal point had been trudging through the pine forest as well, her small little paws padding through the fallen needles while she soundlessly sighed. The young, trainee-aged she-cat, daughter of Roseblood, nearly bumped right into the middle of the little amassed crowd, and scrambled to a stop before she could barged into the middle. Well, this is what Aritzia got for staring at her paws this whole time, but at least she hadn't embarrassed herself any further. Looking up with pale blue eyes, she spotted Opalessence with her usual nervous appearance. Ritzi liked the Stylist- well, not a Stylist anymore, unfortunately- and felt herself gravitating towards her. The small, mute trainee padded softly up to her, pressing her muzzle onto Opal's leg in a comforting gesture.


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    [font=georgia]"Hello G-grim," mewed Opalescence seeing the gaurd. A small smile came to her face as she looked down at Ritzi. The mute cat had reminded the scarred former stylist of herself, and she knew she had to be a good example. "Could you guys give me pointers as I spar with Toxic?"

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    Days continue to pass,
    Stars continue to shine,
    Why should i have tears on my eyes,
    When she was actually never mine.


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    "Sure thing Opal." He meowed with a friendly smile to her. He knew that she was one to be cautious of large crowds and guessed that she was probably shy in general. He bunched his muscles, and leapt landing on top of a large boulder, so he could see the fight much clearer. Grim sat down and wrapped his tail around his paws, his aqua eyes fixed on the former stylist.
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    These dreams are painful.
    They’re always the same,
    I find you, I chase you,I lose you-you’re gone.
    I wake up I cry. I ask myself why.
    This has been going on for as long as I can remember.
    All they just serve to do is remind me of what I have lost,what I can never get back.
    How could I lose something I never had?

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    [font=georgia][size=16pt]- A r i s t o t l e -


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    || Male || Elite || Warrior ||


    In character.
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    Ivory pads gave in on a quick tromp over a lightly smile condemned to the happy beauties face. Then taking a comfortable seat next to his best bro Grim the tom listened on with a calm and lovingly sympathetic look, and saw as his sweet mute Niece gave a sweet gesture to the ex stylist. Sighing and gently giving a wave of the tail to Ritzia with a gestured paw for a nice little hug, then enticing gold optics looked the other feline over and a gentle mewl radiated out. "It's fine, and I am sorry for the loss of the position. It was a very odd call but I am sure you have other wonderful qualities, and if you'd like I could personally give you a training session everyday once I am done with training procedures with my trainee Fallen." The golden Greek offered kindly.



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    [font=georgia]"Thank-you A-ristotle. I would appreciate t-that," mewed Opalescence, glad for his words. She felt suddenly lighter, and looked back at toxic with a new energy. "R-ready?"

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    Aritzia grinned at Opal in silent encouragement, her thin tail waving as she did so. The little point would have cheered if she could, but instead she touched her nose to the scarred Elitist's pelt. Padding over a little ways away to give Opal some space to practice, she sat and bounced in place, the little trainee trying to show her support in any way she could.


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    Days continue to pass,
    Stars continue to shine,
    Why should i have tears on my eyes,
    When she was actually never mine.


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    Grim nodded, keeping his aqua gaze fixed on her, ready to judge all her movements and help her improve. He knew that this sudden change would be a big part of her life and was willing to try and make the adjustment as easy as possible for her.
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    These dreams are painful.
    They’re always the same,
    I find you, I chase you,I lose you-you’re gone.
    I wake up I cry. I ask myself why.
    This has been going on for as long as I can remember.
    All they just serve to do is remind me of what I have lost,what I can never get back.
    How could I lose something I never had?