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Russetcloud // Very Difficult // Asiatic Wild Dog // SnowClan // Warrior // Herniated Heart Disease {Weakness} // Pet Porcupine // Memory Manipulation // Ability to take away anothers pain // Put name in Orange if attacking
Russetcloud had been sleeping, finally at peace for the last few days. Though he'd been booted to outside because Bailey kept following him inside. And her quills got caught in everyone's fur. But thankfully for his thick pelt, he was kept warm and fuzzy during the night. Jeff, his personal spirit, sent him dreams sometimes. Mostly about what his life used to be. Jeff's name was actually Gryphonpaw. And a.science experiment, which gave him his robotic voice because they played around with his vocal cords. And his half-robit face and glowing red eye. So yes. He was technically a cyborg cat. But he had been captured from RiverClan grounds. And so because he still believed in StarClan, he was sent there after dying from a chemical test. Soon though, he was sent to watch over Russetcloud. And the torture he'd gone through sent him into a bipolar attitude. On and off with hating and liking Russetcloud. But tonight, he hated him. He wanted to live again! Russetcloud had the life he never recieved. A mate. A Clan that new him very well. Actual friends. And so, tonight, Jeff appeared in his dreams.
Russetcloud had been walking around this strange misty forest. No, not the Dark Forest. Because there were bits of prey running about. He smiled, but couldn't help but feel… Watched. Until finally Jeff came out. "Oh! Hey Gryphonaaw! I mean, er, Jeff." He yipped. The spirit had requested being called by his call-name rather than his living name. "What brings you here? You have another dream for me?" He asked, dark mocha eyes wide with wonder. What would he see tonight? Something… Happy for once?
"No no, Russet. I… Want you to clear your mind though. Okay?" He watched the canine nod, and close his eyes. Jeff searched his mind, finding him to think of nothing but Jeff. Figures, since he was probably pondering what he was doung. But the subject would just make it all the more easier. "Okay, now take in slow, deep breaths." He ordered, and listened to his soft breathing. "Now, Just go to sleep. He whispered, before Russetcloud gasped with realization.
He opened his eyes, but it'd been too late to stop the transition. His sight became dotted, and eventually all blacked out. He felt his paws numb. Then it all spread through his legs. Then chest. Belly. Tail. Neck. And finally… Jeff was in control. He woke up, and looked down at his new found paws. He… He could feel the snow! He looked around, and bounded up to a tree. He pressed the paw to the bark. He could feel that to! Finally, his gaze turned to Bailey. Could he feel… Pain?
He crept up on the sleeping porcupine, and pressed his paw down on one specific quill. He jumped back as it pierced through the pad, and a small stream of blood trailed down, and dripped into thr white fluffy snow. Using his teeth, he ripped out the quills, and more blood welled up. He pressed snow into it, having it act like a cobweb. And it had worked… "I'm… I'm living again." He smirked, and looked around. He was living again…
"Ha… Hahaha! Haha!" He began to laugh maniacally, and his robotic voice returned. "I'm back."