[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 420px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 11.5px; color:#32CD32]Being in water was such a strange and foreign feeling. It had been a constant force dragging him downstream, and only his single hold with weakened claws was keeping him from being swept to a nasty demise. It had felt almost alive, the way the current ruffled through his sleek fur.
He could have helped himself, he thought he might have had enough knowledge that it might have worked out, But all the same, he was relieved when he saw not just the medicine cat, but three others find him.
Taking a step back, he doubled over and began to cough. They were some seriously unhealthy-sounding coughs, deep and rough and punctuated. But at the moment, he felt a lot better than he sounded. Except for that paw. Just some cobwebs and he would be on his way... it couldn't be that bad
"I'm-" And then he coughed again. At this point, the moisture in his lungs was making it basically a reflex, somewhere between coughing and puking. He'd breathed in water once or twice before, so he knew the feeling... and although he knew it would probably pass in another minute, that didn't make it any less uncomfortable or panic any less.
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GENERAL.
— graverobber
— aka graves
— male
— stormclan
BODY.
— skinny black oriental short-hair with glowing green eyes and sleek fur. Scar under eye
POWERS.
— Glow {currently unused}
INTERACTION.
— attack in #46d246
— physically & mentally medium
— no kill / no maim / ask for capture
RELATIONSHIPS.
— single && no crush
— open to family
OTHER.
— obsessed with overcoming death
— open to relations
— face claim is herbert west
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