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    Strawberrykit looked back at Darcy, purest confusion in her eyes. She had no idea who the aged shecat was. That was just that continuously nagging kindness that instantly made her feel bad for someone. So at Darcy's glare, of course she would be confused.

    Strawberrykit tumbled in, blue optics crazed. Was she going insane? She glanced down at the small gash on her front leg. She touches this NPC kitten that had a cut on the same exact place, and not she sported it, not the kit. It stung like a swarm of bees, the fresh cut did. But she was more bewildered of how it had gotten there.
    "Darcy, Percy, Atticus?" the fox called.

    "I was petting this kit to sooth it since it had a gash on it's leg, right?" the gasped, "and suddenly the gash just dissapeared and went onto my leg! So, one, what dafudge happened, two, I need it healed with maybe some marigold and cobwebs and OH THAT'S BEYOND THE POINT!"

    "HOLEY GUACAMOLÉ! Shh... It's ok dear. Want me to take the pain away? I would take some of the wounds away, but then I wouldn't be able to help, sweetie... So do you want me to atleast take away the pain?" Strawberrykit mewed softly, trotting over to her friend, pure horror and worry in her blue optics. "Darcy, Atticus, may I help, besides taking away the pain if she wants? Percy, and both of have taught me many herbs even though I'm just a UMCA, remember?" Her voice was it's usual soft, respectful and polite tone, and her eyes conveyed her sympathy.

    Strawberrykit smiled lightly, happy her friend finally acknowledged her question. "Of course, Atticus!" she yipped before grabbing the webs, and trotting back.


    [it's ok! It's just she's pretty much befriended all the medics, they even help teach her herbs c: she know's most of the time they don't like UMCAs, so she took the time and effort to get to know them etc etc and thus they are pretty much all friends with her by now owo]
    Museless because ninja'd

    [ just tell me if you want her gone, but she just fetches herbs and has the power to take away pain, she's not full of herself and only asks umm... Certified medics if she feels thay need help c: ]


    And in came Strawberrykit now. She knew better than that Platinum mess up, always bending the rules so he could treat patients. The polite fox felt ashamed of him, he gave UMCA's a bad name. Looking at Princesskit from far away, she murmured softly, "I have a power... Want me to take away your pain, sweetie? It would just be to help so you don't feel pain untill the medics can come over and use herbs."

    Strawberrykit trotted in, and breifly smiled at her friends, aka the medics. They had all taught her well, got along, treated her with a bit more respect than she usually saw them with other UMCAs, and the almost obsessively polite vulpes liked it. Thus they where considered her friends, to her. Then she turned her icey gaze to Porci. "Oh, dear. Percy, Atticus? Need any assistance? I have the ability to take away pain. Want me to use it?"

    Well, Strawberrykit had no use, besides helping the medics. But the overly polite vulpes did not approve of rudeness either. She had only offered to help take away the pain, not hand her yew berries. But fine. What ever. Trotting off, the golden platinum fox kit left without a word.


    (is her dad Darcy or...? Because Darcy seems to acctually like Strawberrykit compared to other umca's, he has taught her about herbs in private tutoring and such etc etc xD just a fun fact owo c:)

    And of course, Strawberrykit was there. Maybe a bit late, but meh. "Oh dear. Atticus, shall I use my ability to take away pain? I won't transfer some wounds because I'm not sure how to transfer just some yet, but I could bear with holding the pain so he's calm. And just tell me if you need help, Atticus, if you need more herbs or anything. I'm very, very familier with what's what, so picking the wrong plant if you need more wouldn't be a problem."

    To be blunt, Strawberrykit felt slightly lonely. She had friends, but not that many, and not that close either. She didn't really care for a date, though it would have been nice. People always seemed to steer clear of her due to her species. It just wasn't fair. Trotting over, Strawberrykit lightly sighed.