[fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:400px;font-family:arial;text-align:justify;line-height:13px;]The panther padded down and sat down lazily, smiling and mumbling, "I'll take one, Miss."
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[fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:400px;font-family:arial;text-align:justify;line-height:13px;]yaaydrugs: As I've been told.
yaaydrugs: And yet, I still can't bring myself to *care* -
[fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:400px;font-family:arial;text-align:justify;line-height:13px;]yaaydrugs: Somehow I highly doubt that.
yaaydrugs: Besides, drugs can't be too bad.
yaaydrugs: Janeskit made friends with me, after all.
yaaydrugs: And I'm 'promoting drugs.' -
[fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:400px;font-family:arial;text-align:justify;line-height:13px;]yaaydrugs: @bowtie, If I say no to drugs I lose my livelihood.
yaaydrugs: And I have not offered the kid shit!
yaaydrugs: I am in no way a 'bad influence.' -
[fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:400px;font-family:arial;text-align:justify;line-height:13px;]Med couldn't care less that Akizuki was the child of the leader, he had never cared about stuff like that, especially since he wasn't originally from a clan. He had been a loner, traveling from clan to clan selling drugs. Nobody had ordered him around. Nobody had been his leader. Conforming to clan life wasn't too hard, but it didn't mean he was gonna let a little kid boss him around just because of his heritage. As the panther padded over, his satchel hung off his shoulder at an odd angle, and he meowed, sitting down and wrapping his tail around his paws, "Hey kid, I'm Medicineman."
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[fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:400px;font-family:arial;text-align:justify;line-height:13px;]The panther felt... small. He was much smaller than usual, and his lithe muscles were shrunk down to a tiny form. He was about 5 moons old right now. Luckily, he was still about the size of a domestic cat, so he was still bigger than his other tiny clanmates. Unfortunately, he sounded like a prepubescent teenage boy. He had been quiet as a child because of this, and it was no different now. He padded over and sat down, tilting his head at the other's and meowing quietly, his satchel dwarfing his now small black fur covered body, "Hi, guys."
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[fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:400px;font-family:arial;text-align:justify;line-height:13px;]Telekinesis? Cool. He'd never seen anything like that before, except for when he was having a panic attack or when he was high. He rumbled deep from his chest, a smile curling onto the male's muzzle as he spoke, "You can make stuff levitate? Cool. Does it make your head hurt?"
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[fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:400px;font-family:arial;text-align:justify;line-height:13px;]"What are these, kid?" Med meowed as he padded over, sniffing at the necklaces and blinking slowly before a small smile came to his face, sitting back on his haunches.
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[fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:400px;font-family:arial;text-align:justify;line-height:13px;]Catching bugs? He wasn't exactly happy with this. Nobody knew it, but Med had a kind of, sort of, major fear of bugs. They freaked him the fuck out, and that hadn't changed since he was a young cub. He still flinched away from spiders and didn't dare go near an infestation. A shiver went up his spine as just the thought.
He was pawing at the earth, a frown curled on his muzzle as he searched for bugs, that was, of course, until a centipede finally emerged from the earth, straight up onto his paw. His eyes widened before he leaped back, slamming his paw into the earth, and he yelped, terror slipping into his tone, "Get the fuck off my paw you disgusting little cretin!"
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[fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:400px;font-family:arial;text-align:justify;line-height:13px;]He blinked at the necklace and paused before reaching for it, meowing quietly to the younger, "You made one for me?"
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[fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:400px;font-family:arial;text-align:justify;line-height:13px;]His necklace seemed like a mix of brown and red, but he liked it nonetheless. Slipping it over his head and around his neck, he blinked and felt a small smile come to his face. He purred, a low rumble from his throat, "I get seven? How sweet."
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[fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:400px;font-family:arial;text-align:justify;line-height:13px;]He blinked and a frown came to his face at the end. He aimed to gently roll the other over, meowing with a smirk as he prodded him with a paw, "Hey, I'm not a meanie kid, I'm just honest."
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[fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:400px;font-family:arial;text-align:justify;line-height:13px;]He laughed and flicked an ear, gently pressing his muzzle to the top of the kit's head, rumbling with a smirk, "I'm a big bad guy?"
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[fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:400px;font-family:arial;text-align:justify;line-height:13px;]Meanwhile, Med was still backed up against a tree, snarling at the small multilegged bug, only to hear his clanmates speaking. Looking up, he blinked and frowned, a blush coming across his face under his black pelt. He meowed frantically, his eyes wide and full of a mixture of fear and anger, "S-Shut up, I'm not afraid of it! It's just.... disgusting, and unsanitary and it has way too many legs and it's awful!"
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[fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:400px;font-family:arial;text-align:justify;line-height:13px;]"It's a very dangerous game if you know how to manipulate people." Med mused as he padded over. Sitting back however, the panther simply shook his head and rumbled, "Although, since I can't do that for shit, I'll be sitting this one out as well."
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[fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:400px;font-family:arial;text-align:justify;line-height:13px;]He blinked and his gaze glared back at the much younger male. He rumbled, a frown coming to his muzzle as he got to his large paws, the jet black male speaking in a dull voice, "Who the hell are you calling a pervert, kid? Or an old man? I'm not even considered an adult yet, let alone an elderly one." He then said, gently prodding the smaller with his paw, "What, is somebody a little jealous of the time I've been spending with their brother?" He had to admit he liked Janeskit, but not that way. Janes was just a kid! He just liked teaching him stuff and making him smile.
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[fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:400px;font-family:arial;text-align:justify;line-height:13px;]Padding over, the panther raised an eyebrow and looked at Menhit, a bit surprised. He hadn't expected her to have even more kids, she just didn't seem like the type, but he supposed he was wrong. Settling himself behind Janes and Asriel, he rumbled, "Well, welcome to the clan, Tigerkit. I'm not related to you in any way, but I'm a clanmate. The name's Medicineman."
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[fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:400px;font-family:arial;text-align:justify;line-height:13px;]Med had been out for a walk through the territory, looking at the newly ravaged land with a small frown on his face, when he saw Asriel. He blinked and tilted his head, rubbing at his eyes as he tried to figure out why it looked like the rocks near him were levitating. He had to be seeing things, right?
He had almost forgotten that fancy clanners usually developed powers. He meowed as he came near, his voice a low rumble in his chest, "Hey, Asriel. What are you doing there?" Even closer, he almost still didn't believe that they were levitating.
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[fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:400px;font-family:arial;text-align:justify;line-height:13px;]Med blinked at the child and felt a look of confusion and concern come across his face. He shook his head, glancing around for any source of noise, "Hear what? I heard you drop the pebbles, but that's it. What did you hear?"