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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; height: 170px; width: 270px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia][size=7pt]"I could, s-sir!" The words had slipped away from her mind all to quickly, and Sweaterpaw looked shocked at herself for blurting something ever so rudely. Sweaterpaw bit down on her bottom lip softly, hazel-green eyes wide.[/fancypost]

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; height: 170px; width: 270px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia][size=7pt]It had been a very normal day for Sweaterpaw, scampering around the castle, scouring the area for numerous herbs she could use to her advantage when offering help to someone in need of it, when she stumbled upon a satchel. It was leather-bound, faded, and a brilliant thing for Sweaterpaw to stumble upon. A smile tugging at her maw, she picked up the satchel and slung it around her shoulder. It was just small enough to fit over the small fae's frame. Wunderbar! This contraption would be perfect to store my healing supplies. She thought merrily, making a mad dash for her makeshift herb store. She had soon packed in enough herbs to heal a major injury and was now prancing joyfully around the area.[/fancypost]

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; height: 170px; width: 270px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia][size=7pt]The femme felt her heart flutter merrily at the opportunity of travelling, and she nodded furiously, her little body shaking with excitement. "W-will do!" She raised a paw to her forehead in a salute.[/fancypost]

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; height: 170px; width: 270px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia][size=7pt]no problem! c:
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; height: 170px; width: 270px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia][size=7pt]i know i shouldn't double-post but
i thought perhaps the slyphs could have a basic herb knowledge session, so that the skaiaclan members don't have to bother the slyphs about a mild injury??[/fancypost]

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; height: 170px; width: 270px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia][size=7pt]arright, i'll get on it![/fancypost]

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; height: 170px; width: 270px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia][size=7pt]mustering all of the courage the tiny feline had, she stood in the courtyard, clearing her throat once. pastelle had asked mochii about a basic herbal training session, and now, with the leader's permission, her she was. she took a very deep breath before speaking. "a-atten..tion, fellow sk-skaiaclanners! the s-slyphs are holding a basic h-herbal training session in the court..yard! could a-all ava-available members please gather!" She felt as if she had used all of her voice in the simple sentence she managed to stutter out, mildly gasping for breath after her little speech. it would be awful for her to offer herbal training, but she was sure with ceruleanscorpion's help she would do okay.[/fancypost]

[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 450px; height: 70px; background:url(http://i.imgur.com/W1Q4Jbd.png); font-family: georgia; color: white; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px black;][size=30pt]SWEATERSLEEVES[/size][/fancypost]
[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 478px; height: auto; margin-top: -5px;][align=left][sub]FULL NAME sweatersleeves
ALIAS sweaterpaw
NICKNAMES n/a
NAME ORIGIN just a cute idea
PHYSICAL AGE ten months
BIRTH DATE september 25th
SPIRITUAL AGE eight months
BIOLOGICAL GENDER female
GENDER IDENTITY female
SEXUALITY heterosexual
RELATIONSHIP STATUS single
ALLIANCE skaiaclan
RANK slyph (medic)

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[sub]APPEARANCE at first glance sweaterpaw appears to be a very thick-looking femme, with short legs and a pathetic stump of a tail. but upon closer inspection it is her fur that is the thickest part of her, with the frame underneath being horribly fragile. to put it simply, sweaterpaw is simply not built for fighting, or hunting, or anything except healing. onto the colors splattered across her fur, the base color appears to be a milky white, darkening ever so slightly when nearing an area of calico fur. there are patches of calico on the face and rear end of the feline, and only slightly on her paws. her tail is a slightly less short stump. as for her eyes, they are the most mesmerizing shade of olive green, a wonderful mixture of yellow and grass green, splashed with mild areas of hazel.

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[sub]PERSONALITY sweaterpaw is a very shy and awkward young femme, who often stumbles over her own words and they come out in a jumbled mess. inside of her head she is very intelligent and uses more complex words than the simple mind can comprehend, though she must shorten them when actually saying them aloud. she doesn't have a hint of hostility inside of her entire soul and body itself, leaving her as a kind and gentle sweetheart, who can be easily manipulated and pushed around. but when it comes to using herbs to save another's life, sweaterpaw is the one to be asked. she is very concentrated and focused on her tasks if they mean saving another from a world of suffering and pain. very often when she helps others she feels absolutely terrible for their trouble and might begin to slightly panic, but she is quick to calm herself down and keep going.

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[sub]PARENTS npcs
GENERATION generation one

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[sub]POWERS n/a as of yet
BODIES domestic feline
DISABILITIES speaking disorder, words come out jumbled and stuttered
DISORDERS n/a

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[align=center][sub]TEMPLATE © WINNIE

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; height: 176px; width: 170px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia][size=7pt]"Oh! H-hello, miss Iris! I had found a s-satchel to store some of my herbs in." Sweaterpaw explained, smiling at the princess. [/fancypost]

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; height: 176px; width: 170px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia][size=7pt]Sweaterpaw felt a smile tugging at her maw as she spoke. "Hello, Iris! You're here for the t-training session, I presume?" Sweaterpaw tilted her head, her olive-hued orbs glittering.[/fancypost]

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; height: 176px; width: 170px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia][size=7pt]She raised her paw and waved it shyly towards the newcomer, a small smile blooming on her features. "N-nice to meet you!"[/fancypost]

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; height: 176px; width: 170px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia][size=7pt]She nodded, allowing the names of each clan to sink into her memories. "Will do, sir."
mobile :c[/fancypost]

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; height: 176px; width: 170px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia][size=7pt] "Oh, it does! I've already been able to pack more than half of my store into it, just in case! " The femme giggled softly, flicking a calico-patterned ear towards the princess.[/fancypost]

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; height: 176px; width: 170px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia][size=7pt]After finding herself occupied just staring in awe at the home of SunClan, Sweaterpaw was quick to scamper timidly up beside him.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; height: 176px; width: 170px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia][size=7pt]Her tail twitched excitecly as she quickly pulled her satchel off of her shoulders and set it on the ground in front of her. She carefully pulled a small yellow flower from a pocket inside and pushed it towards the gathered members."Nice to m-meet you as well.. Radien. Alright. This first plant is called cela-celandine. It is used to ease pain. It's handy to c-carry a few of these around, just in case. What you'll want to do is ch-chew it into a pulp and spread the juices onto the problem area."[/fancypost]

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; height: 176px; width: 170px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia][size=7pt]"Perhaps we could have a sort of Clan-warming party and invite the Clans we become allianced with." Sweaterpaw suggested, twitching an ear.[/fancypost]

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; height: 176px; width: 170px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia][size=7pt]Late again, Sweaterpaw skitteredmup closely beside her leader. She had heard of ShadowClan being.. shady.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; height: 176px; width: 170px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia][size=7pt]Sweaterpaw was a completely different kind of person, so when the cougar went POOF! out of thin air, she squeaked timidly and hid herself behind her much larger leader.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; height: 176px; width: 170px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia][size=7pt]Next, she pulled out a fernlike leaf and a short root. "Okay! This is chervil. We use both the leaves and the roots. The leaves are applied to a wound to cure infection. The roots are eaten, and cure bellyache." Sweaterpaw explained, holding up each chervil part in turn.[/fancypost]

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iris + sweaterpaw?}