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Soulpaw made her way over as well, cheerfully flicking her tail. [color=white]"I'll participate!" she chirped, taking a seat next to Piper and turning her bright-eyed attention towards the medic.
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[color=white]”Clarke! Clarke!” Soulpaw chirped, wide eyes glancing around the camp for the winged leader. [color=white]”I have an idea, if you want to hear it!” She noticed that neither of the clans she was in really interacted with the other clans, so the idea she had would hopefully make a little attempt against that.
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Obviously, she wasn’t an angel - not in the literal sense, anyway - so Soulpaw couldn’t make snow angels. She had only heard of the things, but she had figured out an alternative to them. Snow cats! The trainee promptly fell over into the snow, trying to press her figure down into the cold substance as firmly as she could. She was beginning to realize that a lot of the things she did probably looked really weird to her clanmates.
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Soulpaw purred and padded up after the leader. "Nice to meet you, Runningkit! I'm Soulpaw!" she said brightly, dipping her head slightly to the younger domestic. [color=white]"Thanks!" she added, tossing a look towards the gifts. [color=white]"Cool pet you've got there!"
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Soulpaw bounced around in the snow, her paws a little numb but not numbing her enthusiasm. SnowClan's territory was pretty cool! Even if it really wasn't anything special. It was just a mountain, but one could do so many things in the snow. She hadn't even actually chosen her igloo yet... perhaps she should do that. Sleeping never really seemed to be much of a thing on WCRPG in the first place, so maybe that was why Noodle kept forgetting.
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[color=white]"Ooh, ooh, me! I'll play!" Soulpaw called enthusiastically, plopping her rear down a foot away and turning her attention at Bethan. Truth or dare! That was one game that had been popular in the nursery, back when she had still been in the nursery. Her NPC caretaker had played that with her a lot, as well as hide-and-seek - which had been really easy back then. What a surprise. Not like there were hardly any places to hide in the nursery or anything...
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Soulpaw was still getting used to this idea of a dragon Evelyn instead of a domestic cat one. She had been much more inviting and gentle-looking as a cat! [color=white]"Do you still eat chocolate?" The question popped, unbidden, from her mouth. Come to think of it, she really hadn't seen her eat it in a while.
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Soulpaw perked her ears, drawn by the male's call. Sacrifice to the gods? The healer trainee crept out of the healer's den and saw the burning flesh of the rabbits. She meowed her approval, nodding to the canine. Hey, he had already gotten the hang of things around here!
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Is she just going to drag her off, then? If so I can just make an open thread in this board saying she was captured c:
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Welcome!
Any more threads with Soulie? c:
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Soulpaw really didn't like the dark. She had achluophobia, but Noodle was going to push her out there anyway. The healer trainee timidly followed the sound of other voices, coming into view of her tribemates and hurrying over to them. Other people were comforting. Only then did she realize what they were looking at - a quick glance upwards told the entire story of why they were out here. [color=white]"Whoa..."
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[color=white]"We don't have any... 'band-aids,' but me and Oceanwave will be happy to patch it up back at camp!" Soulpaw said brightly, peering at the extended limb. Boo-boo? Where? She blinked, tilting her head ever so slightly. [color=white]"Where's it hurt? I'm Soulpaw, by the way!"
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[color=white]"What's whiskey?" Soulpaw asked. She had so many questions about so many things. Thankfully, most of the time her clanmates didn't mind answering them. She could smell the obvious and strange scent on the air, but put it at the back of her mind when she couldn't identify it. Her gaze caught on Kyrkos' less-than-clear eyes.
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Sure! Would you like me to make?
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Soulpaw obviously knew nothing about it, so she kept silent. She knew she probably should, being the healer trainee, but the promotion was so recent! She hadn't even been out of the nursery for two moons yet. So she would be paying extra-attention to this to make up for it. She let out a little surprised squeak upon learning that some herbs could be fatal. Weren't herbs just supposed to heal?
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Hoard? That was a new word. Did it mean to have a lot of? See, even though a lot of words were new to her, she could usually figure out what they meant. The healer trainee nodded enthusiastically. [color=white]"Oh, okay! You've been a lot of places, then?" she asked, a little impressed.
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"Hi!" Soulpaw galloped up a little behind the others, halting suddenly and gazing upwards at the barn owl griffin. Her bright eyes widened and she gaped. [color=white]"You're so cool!" she squealed. There seemed to be a lot of species of things she didn't know about! And those things were joining on a daily basis. [color=white]"I'm Soulpaw, healer trainee," she remembered to add.
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Oh, that was nice of her to lean down. Soulpaw trotted closer, halting again at an even shorter distance. From there, she reached out to touch the leader's dark wings, taking care not to press too hard or unsheathe her claws. She really didn't know how she should treat them, so she just did so with care. Finally withdrawing her paw, she blinked up at Clarke. [color=white]"If you don't mind me asking, what species are you?" Was that rude? She hoped not.
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[color=white]"Have you heard of an Evelyn before?" Soulpaw asked Kyrkos, tipping her head to the side. Or did he just want to sound like he knew something he really didn't? At the thought, she shot him a wry smile, relaxing a little more by the second.
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Thankfully, it was Soulpaw of course. The trainee felt her ears being uncovered and then broke through the snow, gasping in the clear air. There had been a little room for her to breathe down there, but frankly not much. Her eyes refocused and she saw the leader, breathing out a little breath of relief. [color=white]"Thanks," she said, attempting a smile. Apparently the mountains weren't as innocent as she had originally thought...
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