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WOw.
Anna got violent and mean....
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WOw.
Anna got violent and mean....
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Prim... Anna choked, salty tears rivuleting down her cheeks. Oh, Zenith, Primal... whoever she was. Anna preferred Primalpaw, honestly. It sounded nicer. But she was dead, so it didn't matter. Their leader was dead.
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name: elise vonn
gender: female
age: 9 moons
sexuality: straight
parents: (so i don't pair up siblings oh god) npc
other: (e.g. if you just want friendship or smth) I want to get her a boyfriend, so relationship I guess.
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Anna padded up cautiously, nose wrinkling at the smell of a dominionite. They are here, yes. Speak to them if you wish- from your side of the border. The doctor said warily. Avenue was her grandma/great aunt/aunt. Char was her son, and Lulu was her nephew. Or was it the other way around? And then she was dating Rene, Anna's aunt. Technically she wasn't related to them, but when she dated Dangerdays, before he disappeared, they were like her family. But the fact that Avenue was related to her three different ways made the conclusion 'incest is wincest' true.[/align]- - -[/align]
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Could you? I'm a bit busy.
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Anna nodded solemnly. She had always been a bit jealous of Painted. She was a natural healer. When they tried out for nurses, she thought she was a goner- that Painted would beat her. But they both made it. And then she thought Painted would become doctor first. But here they were. Her- a doctor. Painted, stepping down from the position she had so much deserved.
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Anna nodded absentmindedly to her boyfriend. They had... grown apart. He wasn't around much. It was that simple. Anna was busy, too. She was a doctor now, and had two apprentices- four, counting field medics. There wasn't much free time....
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Ana smiled as the announcements finished. Wow... She was a mentor now. That was absolutely insane. Jus months ago, she was a mere child. But now, she was grown up. A mother, a doctor... a mentor. Nep didn't need to worry. Anna would train his child as well.
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A big-eyed dreamer with a pretty face and a heart full of hope. Anna saw much of herself in Blue. And her mother too... Natalie abandoned her when she was small, but her love for her never faltered- not even for a second. Family was a powerful thing. The small doctor padded up to her daughter, a smile playing on her lips. Hello, love. What you got there? Anna asked, attempting to lick her daughter's head.
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Anna was still a child. She was eight moons old. But everyone grew up so fast around here- she was an adult. She was a mother. But she was still young. Danger wasn't often here. She missed him, too. Lately, Anna hadn't been eating, or sleeping much. She wasn't hungry often. And sleep... was elusive. With no Dangerdays to hold her, to keep her safe, nightmares laced her sleep. Horrible, horrible terrors. Drowning, watching her loved ones die, all that.
It was late at night, and here Anna lay, pale blue eyes wide, and scared- tears threatening to spill down her cheeks. This time, her kids cried. They screamed and cried for her. She didn't know where they were. Why kind of horror was this? Not being able to save her kids. That was it. The young doctor began to sob. She wanted to try again. This time, she wouldn't let her mom leave. She would be a better daughter- make her proud. She would love Dangerdays more. She would keep him close- never let him leave either. And her kids. She loved them, but they wouldn't happen. Not yet. Being a young mother was hard. Later on. But in this life, she wouldn't grow up. Not too soon.
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A do-nothing day wasn't real for Anna. Injuries didn't take a vacation. Her job was a 24/7 commitment of weird sleeping hours and forgetting to eat. The doctor rarely ate more than what was needed to survive- there wasn't enough time. Padding up to her son, Anna let out a soft yawn, smiling at him. Hello, love. How's your day been?
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Anna understood how she felt. Being a doctor stressed her out. The well being of her clan was important to her- more so than sleep and food. She was checking on some people, and came across Kinami. They hadn't really met yet, but she knew her name. Go to sleep, darling. Need something to help you sleep?
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No...it's not. He's gone...he's gone.. Anna wailed. Her first love, her best friend, her life was gone. He stepped down... he was leaving her. W-Why... The doctor choked. Avenue was her great-aunt/grandmother, right? Not anymore... actually.
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Alright, thanks guys.
I'm bumping this so I can get another vote or two.
If the new names combined get more votes than keeping her name, I will chose the most popular name
But if more people want me to keep her name, I won't change it. Probably.
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Anna had been walking through biome 6 when she saw a familiar dragon fall to the ground. Rene! Anna wailed. Shifting to her sparrow form, Anna flew to her old mentor, tears dropping from her face. She shifted to her cat form and laid beside Rene. I'm sorry.... She whispered. She couldn't save her.
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Lavender wouldn't help. She was around it all the time- it was how she was so calm all the time. This was her calm. Trembling, Anna shook her head hysterically, whimpering softly. They didn't understand.
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Anna heard his voice, she knew he was giving birth. But where? Frantically searching, Anna came across the bodies, a stinging pain surging through her body. Four dead. Four people she should have healed. Fighting the pain, Anna attempted to pull Hope close, urging her to drink. Anna had given birth recently- hopefully she had milk left. But Hope had no family anymore. How sad of an introduction to the world this was.
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I LOVE *TY ART
Anna is a ragdoll cat with blue eyes.
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I...I'm sorry Nep. I'm an angel, but this is a mortal body. I'm not powerful enough on earth to do something like that. Anna said softly. She felt weak...useless. Lase would come back. He had to. He had too much left to do. Though he was hardly younger than her, she felt a protective instinct towards him. There was no way he was really dead.
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Anna had been planning this for quite a bit. Suicide was a sin- but she was doing this for a good reason, right? It wasn't like she was ending her life- just the life of this mortal body. Annabelle wasn't a mortal, if anyone didn't know. She had the spirit of an angel, tinged with a hint of vampire blood, as her mother was one. But no mortal blood in her veins. Technically was was immortal, and therefore couldn't be permanently killed.
Her death was quick. Painless, too. Anna had found a loner, explained what she was doing, and a swift bite to the neck ended that body. He had set her against a tree, the note she wrote next to her. There, within a few hours, she would be back and better, abilities so much increased.
The note read:
Dear friends,
I am not really dead. Just my body. I am an angel, tinged with a hint of vampire, and therefore cannot stay 'dead'. In a few hours or so, I will return exactly as I was, just in spirit form. Being in a mortal body is straining for my healing power, so if I stay pure angel for a bit, I might be able to do more. So don't be sad for me, I'll come back pretty soon just as if I didn't leave.
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