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Distrust flickered into her eyes, but Hingiie managed to keep up the facade of a welcoming smile. Glancing briefly towards Zeroalpha, she ignored the compliment he offered. Instead, she focused on responding to this Bloodclanner. "I'm sure someone will be here soon!"
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"My wool is always open for snuggglleeesss!" She was half joking. She enjoyed hugs and wouldn't mind if someone just up and slept in it... With her permission of course. "Anyways... While I agree wallowing is sometimes good for you, so is getting up and doing something!" She didn't know what she was doing.
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[justify]The silence was long and unending.

Wind swept along the bleak territory, eventually carrying with it flurries of rain. The tough grass grew sodden and water burst at the banks of streams. The creeks surfaces bubbled as raindrops splashed into them. Right beside Setekh, Yin crouched, as if oblivious to the biting wind and rain. For a long time she gazed into the grass as if she could see something there, beyond the springy blades of green. Suddenly, she raised her head and looked around.

A rosy brown cat - her mother - emerged from behind a tent. She was barely more than a shadow; darkness flickered at her paws. She was followed by a mousy brown kitten - Sekhmet - whose skin wrinkled as the skin folded together. The shade of the rainclouds surrounding him made him look tangible.

"Why are we here?" Sekhmet's voice was hoarse, as if he hadn't used it for a long time. "It was much warmer in the den..."

"Yes, it was." The brown she-cat meowed. "Whose idea was it t-"

The hallucination cut off her mother's sentence, the figures exploding into stardust. Yin felt like crying. Sh felt like she would have seen Seven again if... If only the hallucination lasted longer.

She was thrown off-balance, stumbling to the side briefly before catching herself. She kept her lips together and dried her throat to prevent her from saying anything. The memory of the hallucination throbbed through her from ears to tail-tip, making her paws clumsy and her thoughts troubled.

Yin felt as if stones were dragging in her belly, weighing her down. She felt dread trickle through her, the pulse of her heart beating into her ears. She had barely heard Setekh through the throbs and pulses. After hearing him, the kitten nodded her head haphhazardly. "Sure." She murmured, forcing her voice to be steady. "Where do we go?"

//YOUR MUSE WAS LOST???
THAT'S A LOT OF MUSE FOR MUSE LOSS///
sorry, my writing was sloppy in this post
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[justify]The moon was huge, a golden circle resting on the dark ridges of the hills. Stars blazed above Yin's head, reminding her that her family was watching over her. Her skin prickled as something stirred on the ridge. A cat had appeared there, outlined against the moon. She recognized the broad head and bat-like ears, and the rat-like tail; even though the shape was black against the light, she knew it's colors: mousy brown.

"Mom..." Her voice was below a whisper, beneath her breath and to herself.

The outlined shape arched it's back, then reared up on it's hindpaws, it's forepaws stretched out as if it were about to rake it's claws across the sky. It leaped upward, and as it leaped it swelled until it was so huge that it blotted out the moon and the blazing stars. Yin resisted the urge to crouch, shivering, in darkness thicker than the deeper places of the forest.

Screeches of alarm rose up around her, a whole clan of hidden cats wailing their fear of the shadow cutting them off from the protective gaze of the moon. Above the noise, a single voice came out; Agent Olive's.

Without warning, the noises faded and the terror left her body, her breathing staggered. She could hear the voices in the back of her head, faint whispers, but they sounded like car alarms. She willed herself to stop shaking, pushing down the panic embedded in her stomach to listen to Agent Olive.

She was talking about an Odd Squad, she spoke of her home. Yin nodded in understanding, forcing herself to be calm as she steadied her voice. "The best cure to homesickness is returning for a few moments." Yin didn't know how her voice didn't shake. She felt like screaming.
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[justify]Yin thrashed in terror and found her paws tangled in soft moss and bracken. Light was filtering through the thin fabric of the tent. A few feet away, Sekhmet was scrambling out of his spot, shaking left-over scraps hanging onto his skin.

"Yin!" The call came again. and this time Yin recognized it as Mama's voice, meowing irritably from outside the carny. "Are you going to sleep all day? You're lazy."

"Coming." Groggy with sleep, her skin still quivering from her nightmare. Yin headed towards the nearest gap in the carny. Before she reached it, her paws stumbled over the haunches of a sleeping kitten.

Seven's - her brother - head popped up. "Uggggh, Yin!" He grumbled. "Go away!"

"Sorry." Yin stammered, a frown coming to her face. The hallucinations faded away. She was alone. She had been talking to herself the whole time. Just my luck. The hallucinations are starting early. The thought was bitter as she looked over her shoulder to where the hallucination of Seven had been moments before.

Careful where she put her paws, the wrinkly kitten pushed her way out of the carny. Outside, the cat by the name of Novapaw was bounding around with a white bag swinging form his jaws. She stiffened at the mention of 'stickers'. She was curious, now she just had to walk over.

What are stickers? Yin didn't dare ask the question aloud, her stomach weighed by stones of anxiety as she approached. Her blue eyes watched Novapaw warily, awaiting to see what these 'stickers' were.
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[justify]The day had been raw and cold (as expected, she was hairless), but as Yin padded through the forest with her hallucinations, her skin grew warmer. Long claws of sunshine pierced the branches, tipping the leaves with fire where they were beginning the change from green to red, orange, and brown. Autumn was upon them.

Her hallucinations led her away from the border and towards the camp, keeping well clear of streams and places where memories were the worst.

Tasting the air in hopes of finding a mouse or maybe even a plump squirrel, Yin caught a stale trace of her and her littermates, lingering from a recent trek across the forest. Another hallucination. They were getting craftier, invading more than her eyes and her ears. She hoped she wouldn't have to come across their scents ever again.

To her relief, Yin's ear had picked up a group chatting to each other a few feet away. It was a good distraction, even though she was much too awkward to really spark a conversation. Peering over a clump of bracken, the hairless kitten spotted them; all four strangers. Yin briefly hoped none of them recognized she was there and were instead content on their conversation.

Her paws gliding across the fresh forest floor, Yin allowed herself to slide up in between her clanmates, although making sure to stay out of their vision.
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[justify]@ gearpaw oh, i'm so glad you decided to keep him then!! i really love him <3333
aaa, thank you! that means a lot, i was really unsure of her for a while, hhh// <3

// pats head
shhh, the world isn't ready for that part of her yet >:3c

LilySplash - sure, that'd be nice! who would you prefer to start? u v u
aaa, thank you! maddercub seems really cool too! <3
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[justify]Yin's roleplayer was really museless at this time of night, so for the meeting, her post was really half-assed.

Skittering up and straying from the throng of cat's, The female sat beside her hallucinations, relishing the fake warmth they gave off. The promotions consisted of Twistedkit and Setekh, the latter a rather sad one she would like to call a friend - only if he would accept her friendship of course. "Congratulations." her voice was barely above a whisper. for the rest of the meeting however, she seemed to tune out, caught daydreaming of the sky and what it would be like to fly.
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[justify]Yin crouched low, pressing her belly against the boulder. It was still warm from the sun, which was floating aimlessly through the sky. A cold wind rolling from the south pressed into her skin. From here she could see the amusement park rolling into a swath of forest, somewhere beyond those metal buildings lay more forested territory. Though the trees were still in full-leaf, they were a shabby green, and the air had a new, musty taste that hadn't been there before. Autumn is coming, she thought.

She couldn't be muster the energy to be excited about going back to the amusement park. She was thankful for the territory and it's change from a barren desert, but the memories and hallucinations were worse here. As soon as she settled down in her bed and drifted off, her dreams would be plagued with nightmares, and her waking hours heartrending with things that were never there appearing.

She glanced over her shoulder. Sekhmet and Seven were talking in low voices as they trailed behind her. What could they have been talking about?

Suddenly, a flash of brown feather caught her eyes. An eagle was skimming over the rough slope below her. Ahead of it a hare pelted in terror, throwing up dirt and grass from it's long back feet. Folding it's wings deftly against it's sides, the eagle attacked, tumbling the hare head over heels before pinning it to the ground with thorn-sharp talons. Yin envied the eagle's speed. To be able to fly like that! She closed her eyes and imagined skimming over the grass, paws barely touching the ground, light as air, faster than the fastest prey...

A loud song broke into her thoughts. Dropping from the boulder, the hallucinations behind her exploded into stardust, her gaze breaking from the eagle now feasting on it's prey. A shiver of foreboding ran up her spine.

There had been enough sharp stones to pierce her paw-pads in every place as she began to track down the source of the song. Yin guessed there was a joiner at the border, that was usually the source of all loud noises in the usually serene forest. She tensed, knowing how awkward she could be.

Padding to the front of the last boulder and let her paws slide over the edge. It was a short, steep drop, but the grass made it look like a soft landing. She leaped. As she landed, she made her way up to the joiner, who's voice was loud and signing to the melody of an unknown song. She wasn't sure she liked it very much. Standing there, she avoided the gaze of the joiner awkwardly.
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[justify]@ttrickster - sure, sure! who would you prefer to make? <3
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[justify]Yin twitched in her sleep. She was dreaming.

Standing on a craggy peak, she felt the mountain breeze tug at her body. Above, a starless sky stretched black as a raven's wing to the distant horizon. In front of her ridge upon ridge lay like ripples upon a wind-ruffled lake. Though no moon shone, the mountaintops glowed like moonstone. Exhilarated, Yin bounded forward, her powerful hind paws sending stones cracking into the shadowy valleys below. She cleared the gorge in one easy jump, landing on the ridge beyond. Her claws scraped the rock, holding her paws firm. She leaped again, light as air, the breath hardly stirring in her chest. Her tail seemed to brush the pelt-soft, and with the blood rushing in her ears, she flew through the air effortlessly.

The loud music outside jolted Yin awake.

Yin blinked open her eyes. Sunshine pierced the outside of the carny, yellow sunbeams spearing straight downwards. The area beside her was empty. Yin clambered groggily to her paws. And then she remembered: she hadn't reached camp until well past midnight. Surely there was an excuse for sleeping in so late?

Arching her back in a trembling stretch, she yawned. Her paws still ached from the long trek she took through the forest, and she licked gingerly at a forepaw to check whether the grazing had begun to heal. No taste of blood. The scabs were hard. The soft dirt outside would be no problem.

The music pounded out. Yin stumbled out of the carny. It didn't seem her clanmates were conscientious of others who were sleeping, but perhaps her sleeping in had been part of the problem. Heavy-pawed, she padded into the amusement park, narrowing her eyes against the Summer sun. It flooded the camp and warmed her pelt. A light breeze stirred the metal structures scattered around the camp.

Yin noticed Twistedkit for the first time. The young Dancer was moving his body to the rhythm, squating and twisting as he preformed some sort of... Dance? As she watched him move, she stifled a soft laugh, her face remaining cold and awkward.
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[justify]Bright sunshine lit the park. The Clan seemed to be reclining around in the camp. As Yin took a halfhearted bite from the mouse lying at her paws, voices fluttered around her. She couldn't bother to listen to them though, all she knew was that there was a meet-and-greet somewhere near her.

“Can I join you?” Sekhmet crossed the clearing and dropped a thrush beside Yin. Yin rolled his mouse underneath her paw. “If you want.”

Her brother settled beside her, nestling into the shade of the carny. “Seven’s not back,” he observed before taking a bite from his thrush. “I know.” Yin plucked distractedly at the mouse.

“Why did he go out without us?” Sekhmet’s mew was muffled by feathers. “We told him he shouldn't go out there alone.”

“I guess he had his reasons.” Yin twitched her ears uneasily. Seven had been reckless to travel alone. What if the Exiles found him? Would they show mercy to kitten?

The noise of the meet-and-greeted whisked the Sekhmet and thrush hallucination away. Yin lifted her head to glance quickly at them all. Her chest ached in anxiety. She knew she would have to go over there, whether by force or her own choice. there was no escaping it, really. Yin envied their easy familiarity. Once, she’d thought she and Seven might be like that. But the death of their parents had changed everything. And now, after the forest, the only fragments of him were hallucinations and shoddy dreams.

Pushing herself to her paws, Yin followed her clanmates to meet Heartbreakpaw, forcing a smile to her melancholy features. "Hi. I'm Yin." She murmured awkwardly, lashing her wrinkly, hairless tail idly.
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[justify]Yin froze as she crept up to be beside her clanmates. Yin felt the trees close around her. She struggled to take a deep breath. She was familiar with eating disorders. She had never had one before, but she knew what they were and she never liked them.

Trembling, she watched her clanmates congregate around the skinny deputy. Maybe she could help? She glanced over her shoulder at the line of trees as the members of Shadowclan fussed over Writingsins. Was he anorexic? Bulimic? Yin’s thoughts darted from one Clanmate to another. The familiar faces seemed suddenly strange and cold.

"I'm worried for your health, Writingsins." She murmured, her blue eyes finally looking up to the skinny, tattooed cat. He was skinny. She never mentioned that. She saw it as either encouragement or more fuel to keep doing whatever he was doing.
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[justify]@wolfrry - aaa, yes, that would be cute! if you want a thread, who would you prefer to make...? <3
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[justify]Watery sunshine filtered through the carny walls.

Yin yawned, arching her back till her legs trembled. She was aware of every muscle tensed beneath her skin, each one a little stronger after another night’s walking in the forest. Now that she was more careful, she went to sleep with fewer aches, but weary from the effort of hunting and walking and running through them again and again.

Sekhmet yawned.

“You look tired.” Yin could see weariness in her brother’s blue eyes, and Sekhmet’s pelt was
unkempt, dusted with fragments of leaf. Had he been out of the camp? “The forest noises kept waking me.” Yin guessed it must be hard to sleep with strong hearing. “You could try stuffing them with moss.”

Sekhmet blinked, confused. “What?”

“Your ears.” Yin frowned. Sekhmet seemed like he was in another world. She cuffed her brother's ear gently, his hallucination image fading away to leave an empty patch of dirt. Sighing, she ducked out of the den and reluctantly padded over to the source of southern drawl. Another meet-and-greet.

Yin's tail drooped as she wriggled her way between clanmates, her chest fluttering in anxiety. Her muscles ached and she never wanted to get out of bed. "Hi. I'm Yin."
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[justify]yin threads? u w u
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[justify]“Wait for me.” She hurried after her brothers as they joined the trail that led to the border. Following the path upward, she scanned the forest. Birds flitted from branch to branch. A
squirrel was skittering across the forest floor beyond the ferns. She suddenly spotted a few Shadowclanners in the brambles beyond. Someone was there.

Her heart lifted. “I’ll catch up.” The hallucination Seven looked back at her. “We’re meeting at the stream,” he mewed.

“Okay.” Yin veered off the trail and ducked into the ferns. Poking her head out the other side,
she saw the two and another dead body beside them. The two seemed to be arguing over it, one being Agent Olive and another someone she had never met before.

“What happened?” Yin murmured as she padded from the ferns, her blue eyes widening slightly as she looked at the slaughtered cow. sitting, the hairless cat looked to the stranger who seemed to have murdered the equine.
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[justify]sure to both of you! who would you prefer to make...? <3
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[justify]my one tip from high school is -
drink lots of water
or else life will suck
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