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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: ; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 400px;]tracking.

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: ; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 400px;]hell, she was late!

but thank gods the other members of the physician team were there in time- and they looked like they had done a good job, too. "what happened?" andromeda said, making her way over. "and what about humans?"

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: ; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 400px;]"i'll be watching, if i can, antonio." adromeda said kindly, though she seemed slightly nervous. she disliked fighting; it was like a foreign language to her. limping over, the physician would give a small, quick smile to pastel and charis before waiting for antonio's reply. she wasn't sure if the captain would allow her to watch, but encase of injuries, she thought she ought to. "and helping if needed."

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: ; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 400px;]the assumingly sandy-haired girl's eyes flickered over towards ada, curiously. she herself wasn't sure; she had just arrived, maybe for a chat while gazing (or rather, glancing nervously) at ethel. "hi, ada." andromeda said instead. choosing to speak out loud she added, "i think we're all just.. hanging out. i think." i think i think i think.
well, one more "i think" and she would look stupid.

//continuing from perfy's post

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: ; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 400px;]"oh my," said adrom, upon limping past the cadet until stopping up short, eyes regarding him with an expression of shock. "what happened?" the physician said, limping over to examine russianpaw's stumpy tail, which was currently laced clumsily with cobwebs. thinking up something to do while she examined it, she favored her injured hind leg as she carefully sat down.

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: ; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 400px;]"russianpaw, you will be hitting nobody with anything. not to be mean, but i don't want a bunch of animals coming into my den with a poked out eye or something. too much work." andromeda warned the cadet, scowling unsuccessfully. it was hard to be mad at others, and even harder with silly little youngsters that expected to get away with things.

"be careful, also. i honestly don't want you to get hurt, too."

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: ; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 400px;]politely ignoring callista, she listened to russianpaw with a concerned expression. she was doing her job- if she was to help him, she ought to know the background behind it, to know how bad it really was. how could she guess with just a look? it seemed rather unintelligent. "yes, it is, actually." humans. they were around a lot lately- but she knew that aaron and the other high positions would hopefully take care of it, as it was getting pretty serious. "tell me- can you move it, or is it sore? stiff?"

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: ; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 400px;]the sunset was wonderful that day; or to andromeda, that is.

laying on the overhanging, or cliff, of a jagged rock, the white wolf would close her eyes peacefully, enjoying the warm weather and how the sun would direct it's last rays before the cool night on her back. she knew she should be on guard because of the human problem that had been occurring over the past few days, but she needn't worry over those mundane problems right now. because, she thought, she was relaxing until night came, where she would go back to camp and curl up to her nest after tending to her patients. letting a sigh escape from her muzzle, the wolf would lay her head on her paws, tail swishing around as she let her imagination wander.

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: ; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 400px;]"alright- hold on, though, russ, i have to go get supplies." what to use, what to use. oh! yeah, she had it. marigold and cobwebs would do well for now; though she'd have to peel off the cobwebs russianpaw had already used and replace them with the new cobwebs that would be adjusted better. then she could just give him marigold when it began healing, to fend off infection. while she thought of this she gathered the supplies she needed and, padding from camp, made her way over to russianpaw with cobwebs held gently in her mouth.

"russianpaw, could you see me when your tail starts healing up, for marigold? i don't want it to get infected." the physician said, while carefully removing the bloody, used cob-webs from his tail and replacing them neatly with the new ones. "would you like a poppyseed to help with sleeping, or not? either way, it's up to you."

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: ; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 400px;]ethel.

crap! crap crap crap, she had to sit up, she probably looked stupid. so abruptly sitting up and hurting her injured leg in the process, the she-wolf would turn her head to look at the commander- and then that look. caught up with nervous excitement, andromeda didn't quite realize what it meant. "hey ethel, callista?" she didn't know the younger member's name very well, so what she said came out into a question.

assuming callista didn't know her yet, she added, "i'm andromeda, a physician."

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: ; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 400px;]with so many injuries happening, andromeda rushed over, easily prepared; she had been called by azazel, callista's bird.

noticing that the young cat had no recollection of how she had gotten the injury, the physician did not bother asking what happened and why-- because honestly, the cadet had blood all over her and that was what worried andromeda most. "canadianpaw, calm down, honey. you'll be all better soon, don't worry. i'll make sure of that." the physician said, watching over the team with a sharp eye. they were doing well so far- but she would be quick to help, if needed.

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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: ; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 400px;]the physician was nervous, but she tried not to let that show as the wolf made her way over to ethel, managing to keep her walk stable and her head high as she regarded ethel with a excited smile. wearing only a marigold behind her ear because she had been in a hurry, andromeda was a little sad about how she couldn't dress up as nicely as her date, but she was almost sure ethel wouldn't really mind. or would she? "hey, ethel," the she-wolf said as she stopped in front of the serval.

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: ; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 400px;]"sorry, but i can't see anything either." andromeda said, coming over with a question mark smile on her face. she wasn't concerned for the tom; instead, she was just a little confused. why couldn't she see it? but upon hearing someone say something like 'the sight', she understood. she didn't have a power that allowed her to sense the ghost.

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: ; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 400px;]quite amused with the expression of all the kits, aquamarine failed to hide the smile on his face. he agreed, though- he got a little upset when a kit wandered from camp, all smug, but like everyone else he was just worried for their protection. "agreed," the chocolate tom said.

#scdepaqua

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: ; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 400px;]she really hoped she wouldn't embarrass herself in front of her leader.

honestly, she was quite nervous about the speech she was about to make. this would probably be her only chance to climb up the latter, and she had to make the best of it, right? gods, please guide me to say the right words. she needed the luck. cola, i'm doing this for you. she added, before sitting down at noirstar's den and beginning.

"noirstar? i'm here to convince you why i'd make a good aristocrat." she said, holding her head and curling her tails around her paws as she actually began, not a hint of nervous excitement in her voice.

"noirstar, i promise you i'd make a great aristocrat. i know others might come to you saying this, but i actually can prove it- not because of my species, but my dedication to hawkclan.

"when i was younger, i was only pepsi, a little leopard cub whose parents abandoned her on the hawkclan border. i had no idea where i was, who any of you were- and even if i don't know truly why you did this- but you took me in. it was like hawkclan was.. is my family, biological or not, it doesn't matter. and as i grew up, i adapted to clan ways, and even if it's strange and foreign to me, it made me feel apart of something great. and if you hadn't accepted me into hawkclan, i wouldn't be feeling that way, and i so wouldn't be standing in front of you now. i think... i'm sure i would have been dead."

she took a deep breath. the feels.

"it's surprising to me that i have actually gotten this far, but i'm also proud. so back to the point. noirstar, i'm responsible. responsible enough to know right from wrong, responsible to make good decisions, both for me and for hawkclan. i can also bring ideas, new and creative, to hawkclan. i will put my very best into this contest and after it, if i win or not. because honestly, it doesn't matter to me if i do get this position or not; i only need to know that i've told you this, and you will keep it in mind when you announce the winners."

"thanks for having the time to listen to that. i know it wasn't great, but it's all i can say to convince you."

trying to give the monarch a smile, pepsicola dipped her head and left.

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: ; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 400px;]"well hello, tristen." pepsi said, dipping her heavy ebony cranium towards the pup, vivid eyes soft. "i'm pepsicola, and i hope you enjoy hawkclan as much as i do." the black leopard said, though she only smiled a little. she had been left in a similar situation as tristen, except her parents had the courage to just dump her on the hawkclan border and leave. all that pepsicola could feel from that was annoyance with her "parents", but she was much happier than she would have been with them. hawkclan was her home, family, and alliance. she couldn't have asked for more.

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: ; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 400px;]unlike her clanmates, pepsicola wasn't hesitant to accept the tribe as allies. in fact, it seemed like a pretty good deal. but then again, she agreed with riptide; they were allies with a hawkclan enemy, so why should hawkclan accept the offer? what if this tribe was just going to use them?

the black leopard was pushed out of her thoughts by the tribe-cat who suggested they be neutral. "i think i like that idea; we're not allies or enemies, we're just kind of not going to attack each other unless the other attacks first, like the tribe-cat said." and if these cats ended up being a official tribe, then hell, it would be a good plan to become neutral. if hawkclan were enemies with them, however, we'd look bad.

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: ; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 400px;][font=arial]could this be home?

she had been through many clans, hoping to find the right one. first, she started out as a loner, who left her brother hail to go out into the wild. that is when she met a fallen clan- mountainclan, if you heard of it. she had changed her name to honeybee, a ambitious she-cat aiming to become deputy. but just as she thought everything was going great, as she had many friends and was falling in love with her best friend, mountainclan was caught in a disaster, and only some cats could flee. honeybee had looked back- she couldn't even spot fangstar, the leader. assuming he was dead, she ran to arcadianclan.

arcadianclan was a cute little clan, not very big but inside of it was her old friends.

she had stayed there for a little while before leaving. it wasn't exactly home just yet, and with a restless soul since mountainclan's downfall, the she-cat had ran to radicalclan, only to turn back because she wasn't quite into it's beliefs as she expected she would. now here she was, blizzardclan.

she really wanted to stop traveling.
she really wished this would be the right one.

the right clan, somewhere where she could live the rest of her life in. probably not, but maybe it was worth a try? "hello?" the tortoiseshell asked, golden eyes looking around, curiously. junefang sat down, curling her tail over her paws, an old habit of hers'.

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: ; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 400px;]SEAGLASS I DECIDED TO JOIN BC WITH JUNEFANG
and as you can see
i still have the chibi you did in the mountainclan art thread of her <33

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: ; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 400px;][font=arial] "hi! and i'm junefang, here to join." thankfully she hadn't forgot her manners- she tended to forget at bad times, and it irked her so! spotting pastelkit, junefang shot her a friendly smile.