Posts by (( Valentinepaw ))

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V A L E N T I N E P A W ?!
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Dark brown paws carried a petite she-cat across the cool moors, winds beating at the stranger's chocolate fur, her average legs bringing her closer to her destination. Her light pink paw pads were cool against the grasses that covered the moors and hills surrounding it, the distant smell of old dairy reaching her nose unpleasantly. The unknown cat reached the broader of Thunderclan, her face conflicted yet a small smile was forced unto her maw.

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Threads with my crazy shipper cat Valentine?

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It was of course too bad that the stranger may never see this apprentice in a month, because unbeknown to the clan and this tabby, the brown tabby had seemed to been diagnosed with pancreatic cancer about three months ago, it seemed her life was slowly depleting. "Y-Yes, my name i-i-is Valentinepaw. I w-w-would like to j-join this c-c-c-clan." She meowed softly, the apprentice's smile wavering as she began to think about where she would be when she died. She didn't like to think about that, because while she was here for the last of her days, she would like to make the most of it. She shook her frail body, her rib cage bones showing due to inability to eat properly.

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Valentinepaw glanced to this assistant deputy, her smile disappearing completely off her face in a sort of bittersweet way. "V-Valentinepaw." She cursed her stupid stutter silently.

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The frail feline's green luminaries sparkled softly in a happiness that she didn't know she could pull up, a complement was nice. "T-T-Thank you miss! Can you l-lead the way?" She asked, Valentinepaw didn't like being alone much, and even if she was very shy, she loved the company.

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Valentinepaw was a shy cat. Sparking up conversation was hard, it took a few or more meetings to get her talking, and her permanent stutter seemed to make acts feel awkward around her. Her unconfident nature was not what she needed in her cancerous situation - literally. She had been affected by the terminal illness, and all she could do right now was ship random cats together and hope that someone may want to learn her name before she died in a month.

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The chocolate tabby glanced up to the apprentice that led her to the camp, and gave her a weak smile, her green eyes purely fatigue from her illness. It didn't help that she could barely eat food either. "....Yeah." Se meowed quietly, if she went any quieter, it would probably be a mere squeak.

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The small feline glanced to the other felines and animals that joined the scene, she was soon finding it was getting a bit crowded for her, but she didn't voice those concerns. Her jaws shook uncontrollably as she spoke, making Valentinepaw quite concious. "H-H-Hello... I'm h-having a nice t-t-time in Thunderclan, V-Valentinepaw, t-that's my name." She meowed quietly and quite a bit awkwardly, avoiding eye contact with any of the strangers.

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Threads with Valentine?

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With her illness voided out of her mind for a little bit, the brown tabby was actually quite happy to just glance at cats and pair them up with random people and imagine their relationship together. Mostly, this was what kept her mind occupied and afloat, so she did this a lot to avoid thinking of her problems. Valentinepaw sat idly in camp, doing just what she had a passion for - matchmaking!

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Valentinepaw sat at the fresh-kill pile with slight dread in her face as she stared at food, her stomach giving a hearty grumble, and her mouth watering at the sight. Her bones were not because she didn't eat much, it was because she couldn't eat much. It was almost impossible for her to actually digest something without throwing it up, she became knowledgeable about this and tried to stop eating before she threw up, but sometimes, she just couldn't. Her stomach just gave into her impulses, but not today. She ate the vole she had got slowly and carefully, measuring whether she felt queasy or not.

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Her concentration on the vole was perhaps a bit odd, but oh well. Valentinepaw continued to stare at it and eat slowly and gingerly with the intent of not messing up the fresh-kill pile with her stomach contents. However, as she was spoke to unexpectedly, the small and frail she-cat jumped softly, and pushed rising bile down, before turning her emerald green optics upward to the cat that belonged to the voice. "H-Hello."

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Valentine didn't know why she was so nervous right now - okay, that was a lie. She was always nervous and there was nothing to do about it. She smiled nervously at the cats and animals there, though it was obvious the smile wasn't sincere. She gave a nod to everyone shakily and meowed, her lower lip trembling. "V-V-Valentinepaw."

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"H-Hello.". The apprentice forced out, if her voice were any higher it would come as a squeak of fear and nervousness, she didn't like being around a lot of people.

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Y-Yeah, I-I-I'm definitely o-okay!" She wasn't okay. Not only were her social skills lacking, but her body's system functions were shutting down one by one, her bones continued to get weaker, she got shakier, her weight continued to drop in evident numbers. And yet, she found herself good at lying for cats so that they didn't press in and worry about her - who would want to know that she would die very soon?

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The frail apprentice had promptly realized the larger cat's step away, and gave him a more sincere smile as she knew he had probably realized her self-concious shaking. She glanced to the others, and nodded to them in greeting, staying silent and letting her voice be unused.

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She turned her emerald greens back to the camp, her stunted growth however had prevented her from seeing over shoulders and only gave her little peeks of what was behind all these cats. Her eyes immediately travelled to the fresh-kill pile and her mouth watered from her always being hungry, even if just a little. But what was the point? She would just throw it up anyways, why gross out random people?

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Valentine tried to return to her activities she had fun with when she didn't learn of her terminal illness, one of the top ones she liked was matchmaking, but hunting made a close second. However, after one pounce and a miss, she found herself fatigued and tired due to being flat out starving and from the effects of the disease that would eventually kill her. She was finding it harder to think she could maybe be of use to this clan, it was a good thing this disease wasn't contagious.

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So, as for a description of Valentine - She is a shipper and often matchmakes and loves the idea of romance. She has pancreatic cancer, causing her to be very thin, very tired, and often gets stomach aches. She will die in a month due to the only known cure is human medicine, so all love will have to be short-termed! Plot away!

She is open to anything but long-term love, capture, kill, or kittens!

Sure! Would you like to make it or should I?