Posts by Wildestdreams

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  • I've got a blank space baby (Nurse Searching P2) and I'll write your name

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    It was rather interesting to hear how size played a part in how herbs effected certain people. She realized that poppy seeds were probably not the best option for her, unfortunately. She honestly disliked her size. Not once had she met someone smaller than her in this clan since she had joined, which was rather upsetting, especially with all the large wildcats roaming around. She nodded, smiling softly. "That's interesting...thank you."


    But it seemed she still had a chance to answer the questions. Pastel blue eyes widened for a moment, taking in the questions, before sucking in a breath and beginning her thought process. Okay...well. Basic herbs was something that most people were conditioned to know. "Basic herbs...aren't those s-something like poppy seeds, cobwebs, a-and...marigold! Marigold, was it?" She remembered. It was a very pretty, bright flower. The next question was definitely harder, and she frowned. Foxglove...she couldn't recall hearing it, though it was actually buried deep within her memory. She shook her head, blushing. "I don't k-know what f-foxglove is...I'm sorry."


    Third question. Okay, halfway done. She shakily sucked in a breath, exhaling. Honestly, the shy girl was rather proud of herself right now, for speaking in front of people like this. This used courage, right? The thought made her stand a bit more taller, more confident. "R-Rosemary is a type of flower, I know, but I d-don't know what it's used for. And instead of cobwebs?" She blinked thoughtfully. She supposed it depended on what he meant by cobwebs— they were used for many things in medicine. It was a common fact. "...You could use a piece of c-cloth as a r-replacement for cobwebs, if you're talking about stopping blood. Maybe moss, too, if it was s-spongy enough..."


    There. Okay.

  • when are you gonna decay // OPEN + TORTURE

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    Everyone was fighting. Over her being here. She was suddenly extremely flustered, cheeks burning red and pastel gaze flickering to the ground. What was she supposed to do? Uneasily, her ears flicked back, until she finally breathed in deeply. This was a test, wasn't it? She had to be brave! She had to speak up. Wasn't that courage? "S-Stop it, all of you," the painter said as calmly as she could, standing as tall as possible. "It's...It's f-fine. Natasha, you can s-stay. Primalpaw, Hypercub, Cray if he wants, and I w-will all go." Once again, her stutter made her seem less serious, but she was proud of herself. Gesturing to those she named, she said, "Come on, guys," and began walking away.


    ooc that'd be great, aloy !!

  • I'M NOT GOOD WITH GOODBYES + promotions\demos\MANDATORY PG-2

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    Wildestkit flattened her ears when the roar hit them— she still wasn't entirely used with the loudness of Permafrost's booming voice —but still appeared anyway, quietly slipping to the back where it was less crowded. A smile appeared on her gentle features when she heard Primalpaw's name, she quite liked her. She was very nice. Natasha and Greenberets, too. That was good news!


    She didn't know those who were demoted, unfortunately. So she couldn't say much about that. The tiny artist just nodded quietly, saying a congratulations. Was that it, then?

  • I'M NOT GOOD WITH GOODBYES + promotions\demos\MANDATORY PG-2

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    Oh, no. There was more yelling. Papery thin ears flattened closer to her skull, cringing every time his voice boomed. Could he get any louder? To make it worse, there was some random guy— wasn't he the one that was 'vacationing'? —decided to join in. Now, instead of afraid (though she definitely felt that as well, she was rather timid), she just felt...angry. Frustrated. Who did he think he was, coming here and telling them how bad of a job they were doing? He had no right. None at all. Wildestkit let her blue eyes drift over to the BloodClan leader, though they weren't soft. They were icy, strange for the gentle child. Maybe she was becoming braver, after all.


    Not wanting to hear any more yelling, she turned around on her tiny paws and trudged away, mumbling an small, "Excuse me," before disappearing. Too much noise, and too many things she didn't care about. She wasn't even an apprentice yet, anyway. The point had come across, but if he still wanted to continue yelling, the girl wanted to be out of there as soon as possible.

  • SOMETHING'S GOTTA GIVE -- open; murder

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    [i]I don't quite like this place, now that I think about it.


    The ivory darling watched, extremely pale and shaky as she watched this happen. Her first instinct, oddly enough within her, was to grow some herbs quickly and heal the victim— but no, there was no curing death. The head was gone, which made the artist feel as if she were about to lose her lunch. Luckily, she hadn't eaten anything yet today. And from the sight she was seeing, she didn't believe she was going to any time soon.


    But, she should probably stop this. Swallowing hard, the daydreamer built up her nearly non-existent courage (though she was getting better!) and said in a small voice, "You c-can stop n-now...he's dead." What was the point in ripping him apart like that? ColouredClan wasn't the Exiles...were they?

  • EVERYTHING IS ON FIRE | meeting

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    More yelling...did anyone ever stop yelling around here? She found herself recoiling from the leader, ears flattened to her head in her usual defense again the loud sound, shuffling next to Hypercub— he was nice, she decided, and they seemed to have a few common interests. Shifting uncomfortably, the petite white child stared at the ground, blue eyes hardening slightly in annoyance. Wildestkit wished he would stop.

  • I've got a blank space baby (Nurse Searching P2) and I'll write your name

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    Well, by the way he was talking, she was assuming he was about to announce who would be promoted. Honestly, her stomach twisted nervously, though she knew she'd be happy for anyone that did get it. It wasn't exactly the end of the world if she wasn't. Tapping a paw anxiously to calm her nerves— she was a very nervous girl —she waited. Though, honestly, she didn't think the chances of it being her name was very high.


    But she was wrong. For a moment, her pastel blue optics just blinked in a dazed way, before it settled in and heart literally felt like it soared. Flashing a bright grin to Primalpaw and Brazencub, she turned to Kestrelflight, eyes wide though not frightened. "Wow, thank y-you!"

  • YOU KNOW THIS IS WHAT YOUR MOTHER WOULD WANT / open, m&g

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    The first thing she was thought was how he was stuttering. That actually excited the tiny nurse, and definitely reassured her that she wasn't weird or anything. Of course, they might be weird together, but at least she wouldn't be alone. Curiously, the petite ivory child walked over, her back straightened out to make herself seem taller than her actually short stature. Of course, just because he stuttered didn't mean that he wasn't bad or anything (though she didn't think so), so Wildestkit seemed slightly cautious.


    "H-Hello," she said in her own stammering voice, blue eyes staring up at the male, tilting her head in curiosity. "I'm W-Wildestkit."

  • alarm clock | OPEN, CAPTURE + maybe torture

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    Not again...the tiny nurse had unfortunately wandered over, her blue eyes settling on the RiverClan deputy, widening as they did so. No, no. Not any more of this. She had seen Rainbowfactory do this to two of them, and that had been quite enough for the young nurse. Immediately, her first instinct was to go and attempt to heal the female's injuries, though she knew that she wasn't brave enough, nor experienced enough, and it would only end in disaster.


    Wincing herself when Imperialpaw slammed his paw in her jaw, Wildestkit averted her gaze, not exactly sure what she was supposed to say. Congratulating him was out of the question. There was nothing to congratulate him for. She shuffled over to Billy, being the only one here she actually wanted to be near by.

  • alarm clock | OPEN, CAPTURE + maybe torture

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    She glanced toward Natasha, her wide eyes suddenly narrowing, mumbling something under her breath before shaking her head. "N-No, I'll s-stay," she said, with determination in her voice. She was going to watch. She was going to prove that she wasn't just a wimpy little child, because that's how everyone here seemed to view her here. She had something to prove, and though she was timid, she was overwhelmingly determined.


    Though, the noise definitely caused shock to ripple through her, stumbling backwards from the noise. Fortunately, her ears weren't bleeding, and she wasn't deafened— though she would be able to work around that with some ease, considering she was telepathic. Baby-blues glanced over to the deputy, and she said the first thing that came to mind, "Don't d-do that."

  • IN A SEA OF SOUND + SHIPPING THREAD

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    i seriously want wildestkit to go around intentionally like pushing the people she ships together and watching from the distance and giggling like a fangirl

  • DO YOU LOVE ME, DEAR? / open, injured

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    Having been summoned, a tiny ivory girl appeared, wide blue eyes settling on the gashes, carrying the supplies as best as she could. Unfortunately, she was the newest part of the medic team; was she allowed to do this? She knew exactly what to do, it was simple enough, marigold to make sure it didn't get infected and stopping the bleeding with cobwebs. If they were too deep, maybe a little more was needed...oddly enough, she didn't find herself panicking. She was calm, her voice steady as she spoke. "Step aside, please," Wildestkit said, surprisingly without a stutter, moving to examine them.


    /mobile

  • DO YOU LOVE ME, DEAR? / open, injured

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    As soon as Greypaw and Kestrelflight appeared, the tiny ivory girl shied away slightly, a blush present on her cheeks. After all, they were more experienced, and she hadn't even had a lesson yet. Only knew the basics. Though, as soon as her mentor said her name, Wildestkit would be lying if she said she hadn't perked up— she was eager to help, and definitely curious, taking a note of the herbs she was just handed and what they did. "O-Okay, I can do that," the artist said with a nod. Though she stuttered, she looked determined.


    Scurrying over toward Billy again, she hesitantly held out those herbs to him, glancing back toward Kestrelflight to see if she was doing this correctly. [I]It's not even that hard, Wildestkit! You're just giving him the herbs! she cursed herself. "U-Um...these are good for y-you to eat right now..."

  • Open child torture /and your here now your there

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    This was...troubling.


    Wildestkit had already observed quite a few things in this clan she didn't like, many including tortures. She found it a horrible thing to do, and it honestly didn't make sense to the nurse why anyone would hurt another for simple fun. Maybe that made her a coward, and for once, the timid nurse could deal with that. She'd rather be a coward than someone that hurt others like that.


    The ivory darling sat away, shrinking backwards slightly, papery ears plastered to her head. In all the things she saw, this intensely scared her. It could so [I]easily be her about to get tortured. Her breathing hitched before rapidly increasing, heart racing in her chest in what she thought could be a panic attack. However, she said nothing, just stood with stunned pastel blue eyes staring forward, mouth agape.