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    “pink? I thought I was white." He was a little confused. Hadn't Lydia told him that he had white fur and blue eyes?[/fancypost]

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    "I'm Merle," the hyena pup murmured quietly as he picked his way over to the group, ears and eyes still flattened and squinting against the sights and sound. This was the first time he had chosen to wander around in this body, choosing to leave his domestic cat form in some room. Yes, this was the deaf, blind and usually mute kitten of SunClan. Thank the stars for multiple possessions.
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    But there was nothing wrong with this body. At least, nothing physically wrong with it. It was great. It was healthy and strong and he had all of his senses. Except that was the problem. "Everything's too… too bright and loud," he whispered miserably, hating how weak he sounded. He was an anticlanner, for God's sake, and he was whining about being able to see and hear. Pitiful.[/fancypost]

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    "It's nice to meet you too," he whispered, blinking a greeting at Vani. He knew some of the people here, he was sure.
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    "I'm Merle," the hyena pup murmured quietly as he approached, stepping carefully as if he thought the floor could disappear from beneath him. "Why are your bodies in a closet, Vanillapaw?"
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    "Hello," came the whisper of the hyena as he blinked in the sunlight. "I'm Merle."
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    Sure. I'll edit this when I'm done.


    Edit; click!
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    And there the deaf - blind lay, feeling the rays of the sun stroke his pelt. There was no need for any other sense; not now, at least. Beneath one of his small paws was the crumpled form of an old leaf, its membrane already crumbling under his slight weight. Maybe he would be approached by a clanmate, maybe not. It was anyone's guess, really. It wasn't like Merle would notice them anyway.
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    Merle hadn't really bothered with playing much, save for his marble rolling game with his mother. It was almost impossible to chase after yarn or balls or feathers or simply light, and he was (much to his embarrassment) frightened that he would one day trip and hurt himself. Then again, maybe he didn't even need to move to get hurt.


    As the older kit tripped over him, Merle rose to his paws and bared his teeth in an expression of fear, flattening his ears as he did so. A paw was held close to his chest where it had been stepped on in the fall and the leaf fluttered away, now forgotten. The white kitten lifted his head only slightly and scented the air, quickly realising it was one of his own clanmates that had stumbled into him.


    There was no reply to the question.
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    Telepathy. No, he wouldn't be able to reply directly, but he could think a thought and, should she still be probing his thoughts, this Libertykit would be able to take note. A conversation, if you will. All the same, the child dipped his head in a small nod.


    “i am familiar with telepathy," He began, lowering himself into a sitting position. “i am Merle and I forgive you, although I suppose it is partly my fault. Perhaps I should have been in my hyena form."
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    Merle was not used to speaking with anyone apart from Aes Sedai (or whatever he was called now. Merle thought it quite silly to change one's name for no solid reason) and Amsterdam. So maybe that was why he found it strange that the kitten - Libertykit who also went by Libby - would ask him his name when it had already been stated. Perhaps she had a short attention span. Either that or the memory of a goldfish.


    “Merle," He repeated, although he did not say that he was repeating himself. Or think it. Whatever. “my hyena form is just that. Nothing more and nothing less. And yes, I do have multiple possessions. Do you?"
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    [justify]
    Hey, Yellow, will you help me?


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    Species. domestic cat.
    [color=white]Preferences.
    I'd prefer a gif with only one cat, but whatever as long as it looks good.
    [color=white]Description.
    erm?
    [color=white]Time era.
    [optional] modern.
    [color=white]Is this for a fan thread?
    no.
    [color=white]Time needed.
    soon would be good, but you can take your time.
    [color=white]other.
    Don't you have a character in SunClan?
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    The second gif is wonderful. Thank you. (:
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    Is Roulettepaw still captured?
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    Merle didn't see much point in repeating what everyone else had already said, so he just nodded and offered a small smile.
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    Sliding down tables? Merle hadn't tried it, didn't want to try it. There was no point in jumping onto something (that he couldn't see) and skidding down it, possibly risking injuries and a fall. Table sliding was dangerous. He was sure it could kill.


    Like his friend (they were friends now, weren't they?), The kitten found that his mind was wandering onto other subjects. More specifically, his mother. He wondered where she was. Surely Mourning Dove had to be around somewhere. Or perhaps he just didn't recognise her. Oh, well. The femme would turn up soon enough. It wasn't like she would abandon him… right?


    He snapped out of his worrying at her voice that probably sounded a lot different to the ears than to his mind. He thought it was sad that Libby hadn't any multiple possessions; what would she do if she ever got injured in someway from sliding down a table ? It was certainly useful to him, although it had been terrifying at first (and still was, in a way).


    “i think I'd like telepathy," He said to her voice. “i could talk to people in this body other than those with the power. I have two sisters, but I don't know their names."


    If only he did know their names. Then maybe he could visit them, should they be active enough.
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    No worries.


    Could there be a capture thread in SunClan?
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    //please don't post until Tonic's character has made a clean getaway.


    It was a warm day, perhaps sometime after sunhigh. He wasn't quite sure, but he knew that the warmth of the sun was slowly receding into a cool evening breeze. The leaves and grass underfoot were dry and comfortable on the deaf - blind's paws and belly. There was only a slight breeze - barely noticeable, really - that blew from the direction of the mansion.


    Perhaps that was why he was not aware of the other's presence, or maybe he just should not have left the mansion in this body. It was too late now, but this was SunClan and he doubted any proclanner would try and snatch a vulnerable kit.
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    Sure, here you are.


    http://warriorcatsrpg.com/index.php?topic=1574421.new#new
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    Yes, fun was fun, but Merle wouldn't risk any injury for the sake of it. It was better to be fit, loyal and healthy than to be an injured adrenaline junkie. Maybe his opinion was due to his current disabilities, and maybe he would think differently if he was normal. All the same, he was himself and he did not want to put his original - or other bodies - in harm's way all for the sake of fun.


    Telepathy had been useful in the past for him to communicate with his… friends? He wasn't sure if Aes Sedai (or Bubonicplague, he thought the gender queer creature was called now) could be classed as a friend. More like a helpful acquaintance that translated for him. Amsterdam was definitely a friend, and he was sure that Charlotte and Lydia were his buddies too. Who needed telepathy when all parties knew morse code by both sound and vibration? It would be useful for Merle if someone could teach the entire clan morse code. Then there would be no lack of communication.


    Again, his humour was portrayed by a twitch of his whiskers as Libby repeated herself. Or had he been the one to parrot himself? He couldn't quite remember.


    “maybe you could take me to meet her, Libby. It would be helpful if I knew where she was and what she smelt like." there was a pause. “could you do something for me?"
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