Posts by #strawberrymoon

"I will," the fox purred softly, making her way over to the serval. "Hello. Let me see you're paw first?"

Thought, sorry, I meant italic c:

She tilted her head slightly. "Oh, ok," she chirped, slightly confused by the kitten's lack of words.

"Bombshell! Need help?" Strawberrykit mewed, padding over.

A squealing, seven moon old Strawberrykit stampeded to the Physician's den, horrified. The fox kit held fresh wounds and scars, everywhere. "DARCY, BOMBS-ELLE, WHOEVER TH HECK IS L-EFT?!"

It's not opening xD

"Ah h-hello. Did you guys notice how I had been miss-ssinf flately? I I been capfurrred by a BloodD-FFan penguin. Beat the lifff-inf daylights out of-f me for the whole time," she shook, tail low.

Open to umcas?)

Bump

Open to umcas?)

"SH**!" Strawberrykit shreiked, limping over, fresh scars still littering her pelt. "OH MY FREAKING GOSH AM I TOO LATE? I am aren't I? S*** s*** s***!" the seven moon old vulpes cried. Her dream. Slipping away after five moons of work. Because of a bloodclanner! "Please... Can I join? I never curse but that was gutwrenching just now."

"Everything alright, Darcy?" the fox yipped.

"Darcy? Am I too late to help?" Strawberrykit chirped softly, dipping her head.

Strawberrykit was shaking and the seven moon old said in a whisper. "I'm sorry Darcy. That penguin scarred me. Alright... Hello! My name is Strawberrykit, seven moons. I have basically no friends except you, Bombshell, and Atticus. Not because I can't make them, because I choose to focus on the subject in life that makes my heart happy, healing, medicine, etcetera. And Peppermint, but I didn't see her much after the penguin from middle earth. Anyways. I'm sure you know me, Darcy and Bombshell. I love herbs, and have been studying them since litterally five months ago when I joined - remember? Those days where nice - as a two moon old. My hobby is, on the parralel to herbal medicine, art. Healing has always ranked supreme to this hobby though, and as such my entire life since my father's death had been dedicaded to learning the art - yes, healing is an art - of medicine," the gold platinum vulpes chirped calmly. "Also what group am I in?"

(sorry I was just really nerve racked thinking it was over xD)

"Hello, Pepper," Strawberrykit spoke quietly. "How've you been? Friend?" Fresh scars covered the UMCA's legs and chest and sides. Dang penguin.

The overly polite fox let out a light sigh, relaxing on her back. Over the past five, long moons, the gold - platinum vulpes had learned so much about herbs, and settled in with her true family. And her true calling. Raising her slightly bent, still sprained paw Westpaw had injured that specific, haunting day to the light, and examined it a bit. Now? He seemed to have been demoted, and she, being the non-grudge-holding-fox she was, kinda felt bad, even though between hurting a clanmate and inactivity, he might deserve it. Rolling to her belly, seven moon old Strawberrykit raised to her feet, and spotted a physician, Bombshellblonde; one of her friends who she learned herbs from when she was Bombshellpaw. Of course, Percy, Atticus, and Darcy too had taught her herbs for a long time, but she was one of the more common of the four. "Hey Bomb!" she yipped.

(want it to be before the tryouts or after? I prefer previous retro as a opposed to future but it's up to you cx)

Ok serious much higher musethanexpected. I luv her so much<3

Strawberrykit gazed down at her paws as she sat. Shenagreed with everyone. What a perdicament.

A smile spread across her muzzle. "How're you?" she yipped.

Same xD well about the muse. No HW yet xD and sure c: a day before ok?

"Besides the pengu from middle earth and such? I'm doing ok. Haven't brushed up on my herbs in awhile," she sighed.

{ seriously if it will get her in trouble I can edit it out i was just started xD but i gtg soon rushed }

I'm sorry, Atticus, she hoped he would hear, bowing her head. Turning to bombshell, she chirped, "dock leaf to clean, then garlic or marigold and cobwebs!" she yipped.

She gave an excited yip. "Really? Thanks!"

^{And so Strawberrykit felt the same as Barnaby, as she did not know. You can't just volunteer ro be an MCA. She had been working on her dream since she was two moons old, litterally, and the seven-almost eight-moon old let out a light sigh.}

^{The polite vulpes found it a bit rude to... Pretty much ask for a position. And she also felt a bit bad; asking, as she saw it, could only lower your chances. But Strawberrykit trailed her blue gaze to her paws, and waited patiently for the next herb to be called.}