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Anna knew he loved her. She knew he would always love her. But things happened, and people grew apart. It had been forever since she really spoke to him. Had a good, deep conversation with him. They were as close as strangers now. But she would die to save this stranger if she had to. Sitting beside Avenue, Annabelle smiled weakly, a forced, phony smile. She wasn't happy at all.

Missing Danger hurt her almost as much as failing to heal people. She struggled to wake up and be happy, too. When Danger' s family changed, she did too. They were her friends and family. Natalie gave up on her. She never had siblings, and the rest of her family wanted her dead. Char was like her dad. Anime was her brother. Everyone else made her happy. They just... existed, and that made her happy. Everyone else being sad made her sad. Call her an intense follower, but this was her uniqueness shining though. The ability to feel so close to someone you hardly know.

Hey. was all the doctor said, staring at her paws. That was all she had to say now. Just a simple greeting.

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Animetrash. Anna said stiffly, sitting down. He died, ripped everyone's hearts out, betrayed them, fell in love with his crazy ex-nemesis and expected forgiveness. Anna was a calm, kind, forgiving girl who never held grudges. But in her head, she had killed him. She wanted to so badly. He had damaged her world and everyone in it beyond repair. He was her best friend, her brother. He,Panic, and Danger and her were the squad of forever young. The ones who were loud and alive. Just months ago, big eyed dreamers determained to change the world. But the world changed them. Panic changed, Anime left. Danger wasn't the same when his family left. Anna was a doctor... She lived for her job now. A sorry existance for all of them.

Why did you go? You died, and ripped our hearts out. You left your brother. He had only you. But he's broken and sad now. Nevermind.... She hasn't bettered. And everyone else is sad. We missed you. And me. You were my best friend. My brother. But I don't want to see you. I had kids- your nieces and nephews. You will never meet them- I won't allow it. And then Fey. She kidnapped me. Tried to kill me. The doctor choked out. She was sick of being 'fine'. She wasn't fine at all.

I forgive. I don't hold grudges. But this isn't personal. You hurt everyone here. And I hate you. We were so close as kids. We grew up too fast for ourselves. And now I hate you. I *ing hate you. Anna cried. Now... now she was done. Now she was okay.

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Nice job. Anna said. Wow. That was a real intelligent move of his. Reeeeal smart, right? Poor kids, having this psycho as a dad. Anna was pretty bad mom, too. She didn't have experience with things like that, but her kids were a choice. Not alcohols choice, hers.

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She loved her name. She really did. Anna thought it was pretty and delicate, like her. But the name was tinged with hate and sadness now. Her mother named her that, and she was trying to forget her. Alcor was the father of a girl by that name. But she wasn't Anna anymore. Annabelle had a crushed spirit. She had been broken down by many, and she was sad. But this was a new chance. She could be new.

So, now she was Brielle. A new name, a new life. She was still herself. Kind, naive, caring. But she would be a human. She wouldn't be strong for everyone else. She could feel, and care for herself, and the world. It wasn't a choice, it was a compromise. She had failed to see that, but now she did.
Um. I have an announcement. I am changing my name to Brielle. I am also dropping my middle and last name, since they tie me to my family, and I want nothing to do with them. You can call me Anna or Brie, or anything else you want to. Just know that I'm not Annabelle anymore. The doctor called out.

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Brie nudged Traf out of the way before he fed her. No poppy seeds. Raspberry leaves- poppy makes you sleepy, and she could go into a coma. The doctor said, whipping out supplies. This was quite serious. Turning to her ribs, Anna rubbed them with garlic and water, before splinting her small body and attempting to wrap her in bandages. There, a start.
Next was Aloe. She took the gooey substance and attempted to rub down her burns. Of course, more bandages.
Paw, and tail. Easy. Gently taking her paw, Eli would attempt to cover it in Marigold and cobwebs. Finally, she turned to Traf. Fix her tail. Was all she said. This was a pop quiz. Tangled was stable, a broken tail wasn't fatal.

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That's okay, dear. Yes, that's correct. Tangled, you will be fine. Brie assured, smiling weakly. She still wasn't used to her new name. It was strange not being called Anna. But that named was positioned. She had a new life, now.

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Updates:
Anna is now Brielle
Painted stepped down
Trafalgar and Amber are nurses
Lucy, and another one or two people are field medics.

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BRIE WILL BREAK CIEL IF HE TOUCHES NEV I STG.

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Well, this was a serious predicament. Anna hadn't done surgery before, and her mentors were dead. She was a doctor. But she wasn't the head doctor until today. Nobody taught her this, but she had to try. Swallowing, Anna decided to treat his other wounds. Once the bloody scratches had been cleaned, sterilized, and covered, Anna knew she had to try. His chest. Arrows were in his bones. Between them, rather. This would definitely hurt, but if poppy seeds were given, a coma was likely.

Slowly, Anna took a knife to his chest. She attempted to cut around the arrow and pry it out of his chest. If successful, she would close the wound ad much as possible and try to stitch it with a large needle and a thread. Wow. That had really happened.

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Fighting, no.Brie refused to treat minor wounds of sole stupidity. She would not help this person. Sitting beside her son, Eli let out a soft smile, and said, Brielle. Nice to meet you.

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As the scene unfolded, a choked cry let out of her mouth. Her mentor. Char left. Game and Painted stepped down. She was the only medic left from... just a month ago. Tears ran down her soft cheeks, and Brie hugged Homekit tightly. Oh, God. Now she was head doctor. Just until be returned.

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Eli nodded, not bothering to smile. Lucy disliked her name. She and Lucy never bonded, really. As a kid, she saw her as an aunt, as Natalie worked with her, but Natalie left, so no more relation there. Although she was angry with being abandoned, El would love her mother eternally.

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Oh. That hadn't been clear. I'm sorry, love. I mean my old family. You daddy and your siblings will always be my family. Eli reassured, nuzzling her son's head.

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El padded up, smiling half-half-heartedly. She would take one- it was just busywork.

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Anna sighed weakly, closing her eyes. I'm sorry. I just... I'm tired. I don't want to break up with you. I love you so much. Your not useless, your grieving. And your not a bad father. You don't hurt your children. They don't hate your guts. Based on my experiences that's a win. None of this is your fault. I'm so busy working, I don't have time to sleep and eat, nonetheless be in love. Anna choked out. She held onto him, praying he didn't cry. When he cried, everyone got burned... literally. His tears were boiling.

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So, who doesn't love a classic love story? You know, the one where the kids are best friends and then they kiss when they're like twelve and have that childish preteen relationship and then they grow up and get married and stuff. But then the crap we put them through screws their relationship up along the way and then they forgive each other.

So I already have my character, her name is Elliekit. She's a classic starry eyed good girl who ends up fighting for love. Cliche is so cliche it's rare, so this should be interesting. I would prefer the male character fits a cliche hero boy description as well. They will be four moons old, and best friends they join a clan. So just state interest below and I'll see what happens.[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; height: 125px; overflow: auto]
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Great! Shall we start planning?

I prefer frontboard clans, since they're more fast-paced, and anything other than Colouredclan works for me.

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Brie was there.

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How about Shadowclan.
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