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    Testing


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    Testing


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    All Bluestream managed to do was snort with annoyance as she listened to her leader tell her this cat was important. She had no clue what was wrong with Lynxstar today, and Silvermist, but both of them were being dumb softies. Bluestream herself was a softy, but she didn't like it when strange cats totally just came across their territory with no excuse. Maybe she did know about SkyClan, but it made their Clan look desperate for new members and weak, plus wanting answers because they looked just...Oh, whatever. This Clan os just like ThunderClan. She didn't dare say any of these thoughts out loud, for sure, though it showed clearly in her narrowed orbs. All she growled was, "You two can deal with this. I'm not going to take it easy on a loner and randomly invite her in." Whirling around, she stalked with her hackles swaying angrily back to camp, forgetting all about the herbs she got distracted from for no reason.


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    T E X T


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    T E X T


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    Track. :)


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    Zoe felt too tired to actually investigate what was going in out in the hallways, but her curiosity seemed to overwhelm that thought. She couldn't help but wonder what the others were doing, and it was really bugging her that she heard nothing but talking, talking, and thud, thud. Surely they would have been discovered but then...? Mostly certainly not, as far as I can tell. She thought grumpily, and decided to sit up, realizing that it probably wouldn't be too long until morning came to relieve her. Zoe didn't look at the clock, as she was really tired to even think about its presence, and glanced around. It was too dark, since she had just woken, and her eyes had yet to adjust to the darkness. She tried peering through narrowed eyes at the bed across the room, which held her roommate, Skylar. She looked around Dorm 6, which was crawling with shadows, but she wasn't the tiniest bit scared, although, she used to be, when she was little. Heaving a large sigh, she lifted the blankets off of her and sat up full posture, wishing that at least someone in the building would sleep; well, yes, one person: her. Grumbling, she put her gray slippers on with ease and waited in silence for a moment, waiting for her eyes to adjust.


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    T E X T


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    T E X T


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    Oh, I know what this is. I can almost feel it, as well. Though, I don't have it. I never did. So your wondering how do I feel it?
    The thing is, my friend's mother had lots of depression. She always threatened herself, you see, and that wasn't the best thing in the world. My mother was great friends with that woman, and when my mother told me about it, I felt broken. I felt awful, and I felt it. I really did. And now, I feel yours. Maybe this won't be the most encouraging words, but I immediately tell you to fight. Don't fight life, though. Fight for your future. There is a very big difference, a very, very big difference between these. Fight for your future and you will get rid of all the bad things, such as your horrid depression.
    I speak these words from me, and I speak these words to you, in hopes that you get better and hopes you will fight for your future. :)


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    T E X T


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    Your very welcome. :) I am incredibly happy I could somehow support you.


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    It took a very, very long while for the Blue-Streaked Lory bird to actually realize what had happened to him only moments before, and he still felt as if the whole world was on the weight of his shivering wings, flat to his sides yet not the tiniest bit still, seeming to flop like a fish in an awkward way; it wasn't just his wings, although he couldn't exactly feel the rest of his feathery red and blue-streaked body, for he was too nervous to even flick his wide, black orbs around, let alone his whole pitiful self. He wondered what he even stood upon, for he couldn't even remember that precise object underneath him. He felt like he could have moved, oozing out all his energy in the matter of moments, though it took his brain a long time to let the thought of the mansion--shaking it's very self--to dissolve.
    Going by the proud name of Alzuri, the rather large bird twitched his foot once and immediately felt something like wood beneath his strong, sharp talons. His tail feathers dragged against whatever he was upon, but he didn't put any weight in them, especially not at a time like this, when he felt as if one movement could make the mansion start moving again. He was no dumb bird, yet a smart and cautious one, a bit of a know-it-all, if you asked anyone who knew him.
    Finally deciding that cowering there wasn't worth it's doing, he finally turned his head as slowly as he could, his little black eyes glowing like pure black emeralds. All his feathers were fluffed out, just like a cat, and all he did at that very moment was stay still. Maybe one lucky soul would help, he thought pitifully, starting to open his wings with ease. I wonder where the humans are. That thought only stretched in his mind without a worry for a while, though, after quite some time, the actual seeping presence of it jerked himself fully awake, and he glanced around wildly, almost looking as if he were dancing like a parrot. He squawked loudly, the sound sending an eerie echo throughout the mansion's base, and he stretched his wings wide, leaping off the object that he then realized was a table, and soared through the air, his chest suddenly heaving with the thought of something incredibly bad happening to any creature with a pounding heart in this house.
    A gulp went through him, and that almost made him wince mid-air as he felt searing pain through his chest. He knew it wasn't the best time in the world to check over his injures, but the awful pain of it shot through him like lightning, forcing him to come to an abrupt halt and pummel down. He tried flapping his wings, though they felt like they wouldn't support him anymore. Taking in a gasp of surprise, he felt himself land harshly against the ground, rolling over a couple feet, and the presence of the carpet making him stop. The way he fell just made him feel worse, and he squawked horribly in pain. One of the glass shards must have cut through him, he realized, as he watched crimson-red blood drip out of his chest, making a tiny little puddle he wished for the whole world he wouldn't have to see. He put his left wing upon his chest, and felt no sharp substance of clear glass, that didn't look like it hurt, but really was an enemy to the skin.
    He tried shoving himself upwards, but he just couldn't manage to do it. Heaviness hung in the air like a thousand birds blocking out the sun, and he felt like bees were crawling under his feathers. Letting a groan escape his sharp blue and red beak, he rolled over onto his side and cringed, feeling horribly awful. He let the dizzyness surround him, and he let himself faint supposedly in the middle of danger.
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    T E X T


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    ❝Loudkit || Loudpaw || Loudheart❞
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    ❝Loudheart❞


    Age;;
    Three years and two months


    Gender;;
    She-Cat


    Rank;;
    Warrior


    Crush;;
    None


    Mate;;
    None


    Kits;;
    N/A


    Kin;;
    Unknown


    Other;;
    None




    ❝Splotchkit || Splotchpaw || Splotchpool❞
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    ❝Splotchpool❞


    Age;;
    Two years and six months


    Gender;;
    Tom


    Rank;;
    Warrior


    Crush;;
    None


    Mate;;
    None


    Kits;;
    None


    Kin;;
    Whereabouts unknown


    Other;;
    None