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tracking oop + should i name this character zara or kiki?

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: none; width: 380px;][justify][font=veranda]The lion cub stretched her pmouth open in a yawn as she waddled around the campsite, fur on her head sticking in all directions. Z heard there would be a move today, and a big one at that. She hoped everyone would make it okay, but then again, who wouldn't? Well, Tinylight hadn't even bothered to try to move. Tiny had simply disappeared due to a lack of muse, but now Zara was here.

The cub was tired, even though she had been sleeping for ages. Moving between Arcadianclan and The Brotherhood was difficult at her age, of course. As soon as she got to one of her two homes she would crash and crash hard. If only she had wings, it would make her life much easier.

Zara lightly batted a snow ball between her two paws on a cleared section of non-snowy ground. Delicate touches back and forth were preventing her paws from getting too cold. Zara's tail swished in the air as she watched it roll back and forth, losing flurries worth of mass on each trip.
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: none; width: 380px;][justify][font=veranda]Well, Zara had lived here since birth beside The Brotherhood, however she didn't know the members of her clan all too well. It took a lot of courage to start to meet people. What if they didn't like her? What if they thought she was stupid? What if she said the wrong thing? Thoughts raced through her mind. However, she told herself today would be the day she tried to make some friends. Zara was tired of being alone.

"[color=#719ebf]U-U-Uh, meet a-and greet." She called, her voice starting out small and getting a little bit bigger. She pressed her paws together has if it would make her disappear completely.

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Zara nodded her head happy, looking in the dirction they were intended to go and running ahead of the group a little. The snow gathered around her stubby legs. One more gather of her hinds, and the lion sunk into a snow drift with a little squeal. Zara hugged angerily, scurring out of the pile and shaking out her fur in embarassment. "[color=#719ebf]"

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A giggle escape her lips lightly. "[color=#719ebf]Of course I know you!" She chuckled, smiling, another fit of giggles escaping her lips quietly. She seemed to calm down a bit, the presence of someone she knew was calming.

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Lets hope the logic of Plotdevice was study, because Zara was late as well. She had never really been interested in herbs, but then again, she was never interested in hurting people either. Zara was glad she had moons to figure out what she wanted to do with her life before she actually carried out her plans, for once. Life seemed boring at her age after a while, but maybe this could make it a little more interesting than playing alone or collecting pebbles.

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did i already track this

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"[color=#719ebf]C-can I learn?" Zara asked shyly due to the new people surrounding her she hadn't really met before. She probably shouldn't be here. Oops. Exploring was always something she enjoyed. She wanted to be some help around here, even if it meant hurting the poor little fishys. She felt worthless sometimes, like she was doing nothing with the clan until she aged.

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ty c:

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She relaxed a little at her family members. Once again, Zara seemed a little tense when trying to figure what to say to the sudden influx of people. "H-Hi. N-nothing really. I'm Zara. N-nice to meet you guys." She said quietly, her ears angled down slightly but a smile on her lips all the same. Her eyes widened slightly. . "Boyfriend? Boys can d-date boys?" What if he meant just a friend that's a boy? Worry crossed through her. What if he didn't like her and her dad left her because of it! Zara was nervous. She looked at her dad. "[color=#719ebf]Daddy can I have a girlfriend?"

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Was it Marigold? That was the only herb she knew along with burdock root and catnip. What if she got it wrong? Her paws felt shaky. Zara looked down at the ground. Should she say it? Would they laugh at her if it was wrong? Her body felt hot and tingly. Her mouth opened slightly and a little voice came out. "[color=#719ebf]I-Is it Marigold?" She asked gently, her voice getting smaller and smaller with each word and nervousness making her body quake.

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does anyone want some kind of plot with Zara?? I'm open to anything (:

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"[color=#719ebf]I'm okay, a little b-bored." She muttered with a sigh, looking down at the ball of snow and back up to her father

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It may be a bit of a difficult for the feline, but Zara had a body more built for the mountains and climbing. She had been adventureing her new home, to put it simply, and was up the overhang and checking out the surroundings. Catching the eye of Thyra, she would shyly wave her tail in a hello. "[color=#719ebf]"

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Zara looked at the two new females she had never met before and flicked one of her ears lightly. "H-Hi, I-I-I'm..." She trailed off when her voice shook. Two new people? Worry was etches into the crevices of her facial features. "[color=#719ebf]I-I'm Zara." She breathed, letting the waves of air out of her lungs that she seemed to be holding in.

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: none; width: 380px;][justify][font=veranda] A pale tail was seen quivering in the air, dancing with the wind back and forth in a light pattern. Up, down, side, side. Zara was drawing subconcious patterns with her tail, brown orbs locked on a small figure nibbling on a piece of corn. She slowly pushed her way though the tall grass of her new residance, careful not to make too much noise.

Z very slowly tensed her muscles and leapt into the air, eyes on a small mouse. A squeak sounded out as she landed her paw on its tail. Excitement leapt into the cubs eyes. Err, now what? It's leg was trapped under her paw, and the front legs were trying desperately to escape her grasp. Oh i didn't mean to hurt you little guy!
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Zara seemed to freeze as she moved closer to her, stuck in a walking position with tense muscles and a worried expression. "[color=#719ebf]I-I-I..." She stuttered, unaware of how to reply to that. She shrunk into her own pelt slightly and regained her posture, simply giving an exbrassed nod. Zara, you messed it up again! She scolded herself silently.

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She hated questions she couldn't answer with just body language. Simply shrugging would make her look stupid. Zara let out a long breath before attempting to speak to the basically-stranger."I-I don't k-know, I was just pl-playing with it a-and I don't know how to k-kill it." She could go on and on about how she just wanted to be useful to everyone here and wanted to help out, but didn't want to seem like a rambler. After all, Z had never killed anything before. She hung her head and shook it lightly, moving her position to sitting straight and pushing her legs close to her body as possible, careful not to move the paw on top of the struggling mouse. "[color=#719ebf]No." She whispered.

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Zara just so happened to wander upon the scene of the member she had never seen before, but member or not, this person needed help. Who should she call for? Was Jericho the healer here or was that at Arcadianclan? Her mind was racing and she wanted to panic, but she took a breath and looked at Imagi. "A-Are you o-okay?" She asked, before shaking her head. "N-No, that was a stupid q-question, y-you aren't, I-I," She started to mutter an "I'm Sorry" but cut herself short. "[color=#719ebf]I'll g-get help!" She offered, and quickly ran off urgently and with uneven breath to find the nearest person for assistance, or maybe some herbs around here. She only knew a couple from the herb training in Arcadianclan, but maybe that would help somehow.