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Levana had been up to no good, which was unusual. She sat in one of the trees in quite a high branch, carving knife in hand. Another younger member had dared her to climb up here and carve her name in the trunk. So she had. But when she was halfway through writing her name, she heard people swarming underneath her. She tried to creep back down the tree, but as she crawled down the entire branch shook.
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"Yeah, um, come on in..." She trailed, a final red cup falling to the ground with a clank. "I think my conjuring is malfunctioning." Levana confessed. She was trying to sweep aside the cups with her paws. She nodded in understanding to Lzzy. "That... maybe that would be good."
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The young girl had been mainly surviving on following people around, stealing their supplies and food when they weren't looking. She had taken a liking to Link, and seeing him outnumbered and knocked out caused her to act swiftly. She'd managed to get her hands on a bow. She loosed and arrow and leaped down from the tree where she was, aiming it at Strider's head. "Just let him go. Please. For the good that is left in this land, I beg you." Levana breathed. She tried circling to face both of them, her bow still loaded and ready to fire. "If you want, I'd be willing to make a trade." She was not interested in leadership or a crown. Simply survival.
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would you mind making? I'm a bit flooded o.o
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"Alright, let's go!" She said, turning and beginning to bound out of camp.
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Levana was not cruel. She only focused on Archer, though she knew she wanted to offer comfort to Shireen. "Knives, bread, cloth..." She spit out, desperation in her gaze. She knew she could always release her arrow, she could be brave. She could kill him, then Shireen, and then Link. She could take all their supplies and leave. But these people had a right to live as much as she did. "I won't hurt you unless you make a move." She said, protectively perching herself over Link's unmoving body.
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"I meant that was what I had to trade, idiot." She hissed, lowering her bow and offering Link a hand. "Come with me. I've been looking for an ally, and it looks like you now owe me a favor for saving your life." She whispered.
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"I'll explain as we go. Just come on." She ordered, trying to grab him and partially drag/lead him away. Levana wanted to get to her stuff and treat him as soon as possible.
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"Of course it is. You got knocked out." Slinging her bow around her shoulder, she tried to lead Link away, going towards where she had hidden all her supplies.
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/ should she rescue him today or tomorrow? sorry for the late reply!"Hmm... That would be pretty." Levana said thoughtfully, nodding her head in agreement. "Thank you." She said, sipping at the soup.
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"I'll fix you right up. You have to promise to take it easy, though." Levana said, stopping at the base of a willow tree. She took a specific path up the branches, careful to keep her balance. She stopped, swinging her head down to peek inside a large, hollow branch. She pulled out a basket. From the limb above her she grabbed a backpack. She catiously climbed down, landing with her things."I like to keep my herbs separated. Just so they don't get crushed or anything." She said, digging through the basket. "Sit down and turn around so I can treat it, please."
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"It's good. Hey, ever had a cupcake before?" Levana asked between sips and bites, making sure to wipe her mouth every few./ thanks! xD
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"Ohmygosh. They are amazing," She breathed, pausing to conjure up two cupcakes.
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/capture thread?"I know! They're so good. Cinnamon rolls are amazing too, but I think we've eaten enough." She assumed, gently pushing aside her bowl of mostly-eaten soup and chewing down her cupcake.
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"Anything that's colorful and smells good." Levana nodded towards those who had asked. She turned her head at Snowkit's words, giving a nod. "Of course you can! If I find any particularly pretty ones I'll give them to you for your mother." She purred. As she walked she stopped at a tree, picking a few flowers and putting them in her basket before leading on to a field nearby where she knew many wildflowers grew.
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/ *SCREECHING
the title song oh my godLevana calmly trotted up and sat down.
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"Welcome to our house!" Levana purred, bounding up next to Jocelyn.
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Levana perked her ears at the announcements. She definitely would go to the ShadowClan camp-out; but she didn't think anyone would ask her to prom.
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Levana had conjured up a basket to pack a few blankets on and carried it in her wolf body. She set up a sheet on the grass that was out of the way, hopefully what many of the others had done. She jumped up, looking around for her former Clanmates to see and visit.
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"Nope, congrats!" Levana said, rocking on her paws.
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