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O.K thank you
she shall be an assistant then

I love him
like sometimes I wanna hug him just for being so nice

[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 275px; height: 145px; overflow: auto; margin-top: -1px;][justify]_{— Story was happy today. Not really for any real reason, but she just was. Perhaps it was the gain of a friend? The gain of her bond with Noodle? Just maybe it was all of the above. Regardless, she felt it was nice to finally be excited over something not really important.}

_{She had decided to become a medical assistant(which was more of a title than anything, but oh well). Unless necessary to help with warrior duties, she'd devote her life to medicine. Of course, this meant she had to work harder for the medicine team, including gathering more herbs for them and herself on her own. Which is what she planned on doing.}

<sub>On her way around camp, she located the pearl necklace from when she asked out Painkit. It was baby blue. Gasping, she carefully slid it back on, avoiding her head injury. Memories flooded back into her, but all of them were pushed away as she sat in camp boredly. TECHNICALLY she wasn't supposed to be out of the medic den, but she didn't care.

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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 275px; height: 145px; overflow: auto; margin-top: -1px;][justify]<sub>— She looked up at the liger(?), and sighed. "Panful. Makes meh dizzy suntimes," she responded, not caring about her speech now. She smiled slightly at Bridalkit, and aimed to brush her stubby tail up against her to show her friendship.

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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 275px; height: 145px; overflow: auto; margin-top: -1px;][justify]<sub>— Honorguard? Storykit could hardly believe her ears. A smile lit up on her maw, and she nodded thankfully. "Tank woo! All do mah best!" squeaked the newly promoted, a smile firm on her maw.

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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 275px; height: 145px; overflow: auto; margin-top: -1px;][justify]_{— At the moment, Storykit was celebrating her promotion in her mind, and extremely happy about it she was. Though, she wondered why certain people weren't promoted in that meeting, but pushed it out of her mind. The leader was always right in her mind. Her deep thought was interrupted by a small plop, and she figured out with a short thought that it was something hitting water, and went to investigate.}

<sub>Looking over Polarispride as she approached, the kit's expression fell neutral. "P-Polaris? W-Wet chu doin?" asked she in her gentle, calm tone of voice. It became a regular thing for her she supposed, rather then her high pitched squealing.

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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 275px; height: 145px; overflow: auto; margin-top: -1px;][justify]<sub>— Storykit- or in human form Sarah- wandered around slowly, glancing at everything in the area. Her heels clicked on the pavement, and her golden locks bounced on her shoulders. Her pale figure was suprisingly well dressed, a blue and white dress that ended at her knees being a main piece. The fourteen year old girl happily ate her ice cream as she walked until Clarissa caught her eye. "Hewwo," she greeted. It seems her speech impairment wouldn't even clear as a human.

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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 275px; height: 145px; overflow: auto; margin-top: -1px;][justify]_{— Storykit was sitting around, counting her herbs silently. Her head injury felt a lot less painful then before, though she still got dizzy commonly. There wasn't much the fem could do about it, still she wished it'd stop altogether. The calico lay there, yawning for a moment before standing up.}

_{The medicine den had a nice scent to it, and she hadn't realized that until now. Sniffing the air, she smiled before walking out and stretching her limps. Glancing around at everything, she decided that it'd be great if she talked to some of the other kids. "Ayyyy! Kits an young apprentices come ear pwease!" she shouted, dropping a mossball on the ground.}

<sub>Playing with the ball was great fun, so why not invite others to play? She supposed she had to be more social.

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Oh, the Painkit thing wasn't failing to still affect her. She was hurt inside, but nodded. "C-Can ah hash on?" asked she in her gentle tone.

"Antone can join," squeaked the kit happily.

[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 275px; height: 145px; overflow: auto; margin-top: -1px;][justify]<sub>— She smiled. "Ta pway, hit dis mossball back an forth, don wet it roll away!" squeaked the kit as she slapped the mossball towards Solitarekit.

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Just ask and their name will be listed with their nickname!

NAME -- NICKNAME
Echelon -- Eche/Ech
Blackpaw -- Blacky
Stolenpaw -- Stole/Stolen
Graphitekit -- Graphy/Graph
Noodle -- Nuhdle or Nuhd
Queenskit -- Que
Painkit -- Painy-Pan
Bridalkit -- Bri or Bride
Sugarcookie -- Suga/Sugs
Cortexpoet -- Cor/Cort
Lilystar -- Lil/Lilu
Countrypaw -- Count Dracupaw
Isaac -- Isa-san
Steamkit -- Steamy/Stee

[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 275px; height: 145px; overflow: auto; margin-top: -1px;][justify]<sub>— The Honorguard didn't know the type of egg this was either, and as such was confused as she waltzed over. "Nuh. Nut murer," she responded to the girl's weeping, shaking her head back and forth.

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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 275px; height: 145px; overflow: auto; margin-top: -1px;][justify]<sub>— The feline felt a sense of joy hit her before she even arrived. Noodle must have found something she liked. Waltzing over, a smile formed on her maw as the scent hit her. Noodle, what's the name of this smell? she asked her bond through their shared telepathy. She hadn't even heard the name of the scent and yet she was in love.

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It'd been a simple day in the storm. That is, until her head began to ache awfully and she struggled out of the medic den. Weak and weary, she looked around and caught sight of the unconscious kit.

"E-Echelon!" squealed the kitten as she slid her herb satchel on and raced over to him. "N-Nuh..." muttered the calico hurriedly. How did you treat this?!

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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 275px; height: 145px; overflow: auto; margin-top: -1px;][justify]<sub>— She bit her lip. She had to act fast, make sure he'd be okay. "Ate dis," she instructed, pushing two poppy seeds over to the now conscious male. Now what? Aloe vera would work if she had any, but she seriously doubted it.

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