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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 1.4; font-family: verdana;]She shook her head. "No. But I should tell them ASAP. I...can't quite remember where she found the lungwort though. I know another Clan was involved...but which Clan?" Failing memory struck again. She thought for a moment before finally giving up and shrugging. It was when she was just a kit after all, and she herself didn't get the illness.
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 1.4; font-family: verdana;]She gave a long, drawn-out sigh that said, heeeere we go. "Hey, I may have been just made a warrior, but I am 22 moons old. Think about that. 22. That is older than you or Firpaw." The white molly flicked an ear, not even bothering to make eye contact as she glanced at the fight.
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 1.4; font-family: verdana;]Well, this was it. Here she was, exiled, beaten-down, taunted by the warriors of ShadowClan, still on the territory but on her way far out of the depths of said territory.

Butterflysong, exile. A new title tacked onto her so-called resumé. The she-cat had followed a prophecy by the will of StarClan, followed Thornfang, tried to kill cats, and look what it brought down upon her like a gavel. An exile.

Where would she go? Whom would she meet? She didn't know. But what she did know was that those ShadowClan fox-hearts would pay. Oh ho ho would they pay. She would make sure of it.
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Yep I can, here you are! https://feralfront.com/index.php?topic=2484110.new#new

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 1.4; font-family: verdana;]"I got temporarily demoted, young apprentice. Now, if you don't want Adderstar to cuff you around the ears, stop arguing and focus on this ShadiwClanner who tried to steal herbs from our territory, instead of dealing with one single ThunderClan cat, hmm?" she meowed, her gaze turning cool, her expression reading nothing.
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She glanced at Rainsplash, then when Icegaze yelled at her, she snickered at the apprentices. Charredface was right, all they were was pieces of fox-dung. Good on them.

(IC opinions)

She opened her eyes wide and turned to see Littlepaw spring at her. Immediately she shifted out of the way. "I was going, idiot. But if it's a fight you want..." Snarling, she would attempt to headbutt her in the side.

(mobile + please attack in bold white!)

Butter felt weak, ill. She didn't feel herself when she woke up the next day after a long talk with an NPC about the illness. She knew the cure and had vowed to tell Icegaze in the morning.

She staggered out of her den, her fur ruffled, her eyes glassy. She just felt so...so tired, even though she had gotten enough sleep last night. Finally, the white molly flopped over, panting heavily, feeling like she had walked right into a forest fire.

(mobile)

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 1.4; font-family: verdana;]She felt a weight against her, but her vision was so blurred she couldn't tell who was holding her. "Oww..." she moaned, before spotting a figure come up to her, say something about Icegaze, and race off. "T-tell him...lungwort..." she rasped, her ears flattening.
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"Greetings." she meowed, padding up alongside Spottedpaw and glancing at Raggedstar coolly.

(retro to sickness + mobile)

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Butter could hear voices. So many voices. She wanted it all to stop. Screaming match between Daisystem and Breezepaw, others supporting her, others protesting. Icegaze then told her to move into her den, and she shook her head. "N-no, I'm not fine...my head h-hurts and...I...can't stand...h-help me please..." she rasped, her eyes slowly closing. Her eardrums hurt from all the noise...she just wanted to rest...
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Rank: Warrior
Hair Length: Mediumhair
Fur Color: White
Eye Color: Brown
Scars/Other: None
References?: Ref is in her avvie, but tell me if you want a fullbody let me know!

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 1.4; font-family: verdana;]She blinked, and nodded. She made a mental note to tell Icegaze later.

Then Spottedpaw asked about the prophecy. Hmm. "Well, it went something like this: 'Every rose has its thorn. You may follow your dreams, but beware of the thorns that cross your path for they will impede on your journey'. It was given to me by Hazelsky, Peachlight's brother, a true StarClan warrior. I...I'm still waiting for a sign from my mother though..."
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She gasped. A kit, killing another kit? That was...odd. The white she-cat widened her eyes but said nothing. She would so be teaching that kit a lesson if she came across ThunderClan borders.

(mobile)

Awesome! Here's hoping TC keeps doing this well in future months!

Track, thanks a bunch for this lil' info bit Vend!

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Favorite female character: BUTTBUTT no I'm kidding it's adderstar
Favorite male character: Squirreltail u lil ladies' man
Favorite nonbinary character:
Favorite s/HP: Daisystem
Favorite non s/HP:
Most developed:

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CATEGORY CHARACTER AWARDS:
Most likely to rule the world:
Most likely to kill a man: as soon as I find a big muscular cat I'll let u know because a legit twoleg man daaaayum (yes I know what u mean)
Most likely to get exiled:
Most precious cinnamon roll:
An actual pile of salt™: Def Adderpaw
Most likely to get sucker punched: BUTTERBUTT U KNOW U ALL WANNA DO IT
The problematic fave:
Most likely to fall in the river:

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CHARACTER SHIP AWARDS:

Best canon ship:
Best non-canon ship: Coppersong, just b/c :P
Best crack ship:
Best platonic ship:

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OOC MEMBER AWARDS:
Most active:
Most friendly:
Most museful:
The Cinnamon Roll™:
Most advanced:
Most helpful:
Most well known:

Track until later :)

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 1.4; font-family: verdana;]Butterflysong stuck her head out from the medicine den. She knew she would be in this meeting. Her kits...she shivered. She had to say something. She had improved only slightly, forming coherent words instead of stuttering, but otherwise nothing had improved. "I did it for good reason!" she yowled, staggering to the crowd of cats, her eyes almost clear, still glassy.

"While this may...sound selfish of me, I...was afraid. I did it for the will of StarClan. I have good reason to believe that my kits...were the thorns, or just a few of them. StarClan was helping me to not break the warrior code by...by informing me that medicine cats cannot have kits.

"What was more, I was afraid of judgement. Many cats in the Clan hate me, including Mossflight and Adderstar themselves. You all know it's true; there's no proof it's wrong. If I had kits, then if I had a dream from StarClan telling me to be medicine cat, no one would believe me. They would say that Ibhad kits, and thus, I must follow the warrior path.

"I have learned my lesson. From this day forward I am not taking a mate. Ever. I'm talking to you, Squirreltail, and Copper, if you're here. If I have kits again, I will love and care for them like they are my own. I will face the consequences of ruining my dreams. And if I don't...well then, that's it. No. More. Kits." And with that, she would stagger back to the medicine den, slowly, trying to dissolve whatever staring gestures her Clanmates made towards her.
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Oooooo
Plz capture Buttbutt
It can be retro to getting sick
She'll take it as suicide which is a good thing for development :)