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[fancypost borderwidth=5px; width: 200px; overflow: auto; width: 200px; height: 280px][justify][sup]M A R S M A N . [justify][sup]"Oh boy, the injuries we get these days." Marskit laughed, limping over to Snappaw. "My name is Marskit, and I'm one of the medicine den assistants. I know how to heal that, unless you are willing to wait for Burnpaw or Hawkcry to come along." The tuxedo pointed down at the twisted paw. |
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[justify][sup]"WAIT!!!" Marskit huffed, running over next to Maddnessreturns's side. "Wait. Don't let him, not without Jabberjaw's permission. Remember what Riverclan did to us not so long ago." The tuxedo pinned his ears and hissed at Twistedheart. -
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[justify][sup]"It's our problem, too!" The kitten retorted simply. "Madness, they blew up EVERYTHING! That included herbs. We are down on some! We are down a lot. What is to happen with everybody, Madness?" A saddened look was on the kitten's face, and he was near tears. Riverclan had pretty much taken everything from him. -
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[justify][sup]The kitten trotted over, an annoyed look on his face. It softened when he saw Primrosekit, but then it stiffened once again.
"Prim? What the fuck? Where have you been?" He asked, sadness in his voice. He dabbed a button on the 3DS and backed away when it made a noise. He wouldn't be playing any of these - they seemed loud and stupid. The medicine den assistant started backing away and shaking his head. "You know what? Just... no. Just no. You will know where I'll be, if you need me.
"Oh yeah - I forgot. You forgot to be here when I was promoted!" The tuxedo's tail lashed as he stomped off angrily. -
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[justify][sup]The kitten stopped and turned on his heel, wheeling back to the games. "I am here for you. Mother and father have demoted themselves. I am active around the den. I do what I can to help. That goes for my family." The four month old kitten sighed, giving Primrosekit a hug. -
[fancypost borderwidth=5px; width: 200px; overflow: auto; width: 200px; height: 280px][justify][sup]M A R S M A N .
[justify][sup]"Yes. He demoted himself, and mother did as well. But father promoted Hawkcry in his place. He adopted me; I'd never thought I'd see you again. I threw my whole past life away. Burnpaw is his apprentice, and at least I'm glad to have somebody who's related to us working in the den, along side me." The tuxedo glanced at the 3DS, and tweaked with it a little bit. He tried all the buttons, all the sliding thingamajigs, and finally, one on the left side worked. A game of Pokemon X and Y came on, and Marskit could start from the beginning. -
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[justify][sup]"Move. Please move aside. They are injured."
The words came from Marskit, who came limping over with cobwebs and marigold locked between his jaws. "One of you, any of you, could you go get my two sticks - about the same size as her legs are." The tuxedo kitten sat down next to Briar, shaking his head and sighing. -
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[justify][sup]He smiled up at Hawkcry. Did his father really mean it? That he was turning into a little professional? Mars didn't care if it was an insult or not - he also knew it wasn't, though, because the medicine cat was his adopted father and they had a close bond. The tuxedo returned to Snappaw.
"Alright, then. This might hurt. Sorry if it does." Marskit sighed and felt her leg with his paw, feeling for any breaks, any bruises, any shatters. -
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[justify][sup]"Bro, snap into it, I know you're in there somewhere." Marskit padded over, an overcoming look starting to morph his face from happy to sad. "You got your leg ripped off. Come on, Madnessreturns. I know you're still in there." The tuxedo slapped him across the cheek a few times, shaking his head. He wanted the swagmaster to come back and be mean and bossy as he usually was. -
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[justify][sup]"But I do."
Was he the first to protest this irrelevant idea? Marskit sure hoped not; he didn't like standing alone in situations, not one bit. Especially when it came to the fact of war.
"It's going to launch everybody - all of the clans - into war again. It'll be us - Shadowclan, Bloodclan, Boneclan, Elite - against them - Thunderclan, Riverclan, Windclan, Snowclan, Darkclan, Sunclan. Don't you see? It's a foolish idea, to launch an attack on them. I say that we just go and kill the cats who did this to make sure they never do it again. To teach Riverclan a lesson." It was a lot for the tuxedo kitten to say at one time, but he could manage. -
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[justify][sup]Marskit looked closer at Snappaw's leg. "Hmm..." he said quietly. It didn't feel broken or anything when he felt it. Perhaps it was something out of the tuxedo kit's league, but he'd try it anyway.
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[justify][sup]TWB some more.
ooc || so basically it's shattered? -
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[justify][sup]Marskit, one of the medicine den assistants in Shadowclan, was lounging around. He didn't have nothing better to do, really - most of the patients were healing up at the moment. Activity in the den was boosting, and the tuxedo was very fortunate for that. Sure, it meant hurt cats and musky smell for the ones who were hurt, but to the son of Snowday and Inkdrop, it was an opportunity to learn new herbs. -
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[justify][sup]"Hm. Well girl, I got some good news, bad news, and horrible news." Marskit sat down. He had run his paw against the leg one more time, and did he not feel it before, did he not notice it? It was a very obvious shatter in the bone, and was pretty much impossible to fix. The tuxedo turned to Hawkcry and raised an eyebrow very slowly. Would her leg have to be amputated because of this? Certainly, if it was, she would be able to train into a calm, nice warrior for the life ahead of her. -
[fancypost borderwidth=5px; width: 200px; overflow: auto; width: 200px; height: 280px][justify][sup]M A R S M A N .
[justify][sup]"Well uh... the horrible news is mixed with the good. Just wanted to state that.
"The bad news - it is a shatter. It is going to be bad for a while. As for the good news - there is a way to treat it." He looked over to Hawkcry nervously, shaking like crazy. "Horrible news. The only way to have it treated..." - he paused for a moment before drawing in a large breath - "is to amputate it." -
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[justify][sup]He nodded, lowering himself on the ground next to her. "You will have to become an elder early. It's unfortunate; it's where some with bad backs and horrible breaks end up, though." The tuxedo kitten then had an idea. He'd visit Snappaw every day, and make sure that she was doing okay with her new life. -
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[justify][sup]"Hiya Pyreknight!" The kitten purred, immediately getting up from his rest position and walking over to the swagmaster. "The medicine den has been very active lately. There have been many injured animals. But, I don't know if I should be happy or sad. It's good for me, but bad for them." Marskit knew that the clan came first, so he went with being unhappy about it.
"How about you? What's it like, being a cheetah and a swagmaster at the same time?" The medicine den assistant asked, tilting his head. He was curious - if he had taken the warrior path, where would he have been already? Probably still as a kitten. He was only four months old, after all. -
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[justify][sup]"Wow you're so young Pyre!" Marskit gasped to add the effect, but couldn't help but giggle soon after. "Do you want to become deputy when grandmother passes away, do you think? Because I think you have a good chance at it. You are so active around the clan, and so kind to everybody!" The tuxedo purred lightly, shutting his eyes. -
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[justify][sup]"You can move in whenever you feel comfortable enough to. I could help, if you'd like me to; like, if you want your same nest we can swap it with one of the ones in the elder den. They wouldn't mind, I don't think." Marskit tried to offer comfort in anybody he could, but that really only went for clanmates. -
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[justify][sup]ooc ||PRAISES
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anybody like to plot with mars? <3