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    [justify]Lusa was pleased that the other HPs of WindClan liked her idea. The black bear nodded to both Cherviltea, Vader and Jonathan.
    "I'll be hosting the haunted house. If anyone would like to help me host that and the feast, it would be extremely helpful. Someone else can choose to host the feast entirely if they like." She beamed. "I was thinking that the haunted house would be more towards the end of the month. Possibly the twenty-eight. The feast should be on the twentieth, I was thinking."


    //alright. separate threads it is! hopefully it shouldn't be too many, so that there will be a satisfying amount of participants in each thread. i just have to figure out sections for the haunted house. any ideas would be helpful <3
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    [justify]Lusa was glad to see that the young kit had stayed exactly where she had told them to; and somewhat relieved.
    "I'm collecting some things on the way." She spoke. "Would you like to help me?" It more of a question. The black bear figured that she needed some time to gather things for the events that she'd be hosting later on in the year. A few fall-themed things, something simple from the surrounding area.
    As she trotted forward, she began heading towards the long, winding hills known as the moor. Out there she was looking to gather some pinecones, fall leaves, and maybe something even interesting along the way. Branches crunched underneath her feet as she padded forward.
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    [justify]Of course, Lusa was joining in on this. She strode forward eagerly, eyeing and sniffing the snacks. Appreciating the beauty of the night sky was all too easy for her. The twinkling stars, the cool night air and the bliss of laying under the stars at night. This was what she lived for.
    "It's chilly out here." She'd remark, before taking a bag of chips and a slice of sandwich. Lusa was all too familiar with eating human food. And rather, she enjoyed it. Plopping down, she'd survey the area.
    "How is everyone doing tonight?"
    A little picnic was a nice idea; she'd have to thank Xion for this later.
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    [justify]Lusa admired the medic, honestly. She was such a busy thing, yet still managed to make time for the clans that she had resided in. She'd admired her even more for being able to manage the positions she held in each clan. Lusa wished she could be that capable one day. For now, she was just a simple Guardian looking to improve.
    As Lusa approached, she became aware of the strange pendelums and books laid out. "Looks interesting." She'd comment, coming closer.
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    [justify]Well, this was her weekly task, and she was determined to carry it all the way through.
    The black bear strode forward to the middle of camp and shouted at the top of her lungs. Today was a bright day; great for exploration.
    "Anyone who wants to go exploring meet in the middle of camp!" The black bear of course, was fond of exploring. She remembered the days when she was young that she'd often venture outside of camp, and go to the dragon skeleton. She still did, even. Hopefully on this little exploration group, they'd find something interesting.
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    [justify]Lusa was rather amazed at the amount of new people she was meeting. She'd make an effort to memorize some of their names; some she already knew.
    "Hello Goldenpup, Xion, Yaeger and Milktea!" She turned her attention towards the child of Jonathan, brow furrowing in thought. Well, no... a bear bowl didn't sound appetizing, but it had a nice little ring to it.
    "That's what I called it." She began. "Because it held a variety of different bears in cages. Polar bears, grizzlies, you name it." The zoo; or bear bowl as she liked to call it, was incredibly diverse, with even more animals than just bears.
    "They had a lot of other different species as well, like elephants. Do you know what that is?" She'd ask Goldenpup. "But 'Animal Bowl' doesn't have the same ring to it as the bear bowl does.
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    [justify]She had expected Radiantpaw to stop, but he didn't. There were claws in her fur, suddenly up her shoulder and he was biting at her ear. She let out a howl of pure agony. In her panic, she wasn't thinking straight. Radiantpaw was going to kill her! She began to shake her fur wildly, hoping that her swift movement would dislodge the apprentice.


    Then she saw Cherviltea and Vader step forward. She was almost relieved when the higher-ups had stepped in. What was Radiantpaw doing? And why was he trying to hurt her so much? This was supposed to be a friendly match, but instead...


    Fear showed clear in her gaze. Should the Cherviltea and Vader's attempt to subdue the kit work, she'd step back, shaking and frightened. The idea of a bear being afraid of a cat was a silly one, but it was true. Lusa was hurt and worried. Blood showed through the wounds that Radiantpaw had inflicted on her; prickles of red through black. She wanted to lie down and whimper, but she couldn't, could she? That would be pathetic; she was pathetic. She couldn't even win in a fight against a kit and she had been seriously hurt by him. If that didn't say a lot about her, she didn't know what. She was huffing and panic-stricken. She raised a shaky paw to tentatively caress her wounds. She was sure that she was going to need the care of a medic. She could have tended herself, but there were places on her body that she couldn't reach in where Radi had gotten to her; mainly her shoulder, neck and ear.
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    wow,,, i love this guy already..... *strokes prof* so neat... tell me ur secrets


    also welcome to windclan!!

    [size=9pt]Fall is here, Winter is coming soon and Lusa is going into torpor. Essentially that's like a watered down version of hibernation. Apparently black bears don't actually go into hibernation? It's a thing called torpor, and it's generally a misconception. So me, wanting to be accurate and all, is having Lusa go into torpor.


    At first, I wasn't sure how I could develop this into a plot, but then I had an idea. What if it becomes a silly clan-wide plot??


    Hear me out, Lusa is going to sleep in the winter for a while. She's going to wanna stock up on food and gain some weight for the upcoming winter.


    Lusa is hungry. Her instincts kick in and she eventually wants to feed for the winter. She goes around stealing food from other people. The thing is, her clan-mates don't know. They're not aware that Lusa is stocking up for winter and suddenly entire portions of food disappears from their kitchens and cabins. They're under the impression that there's a food thief stealing food from them and they're suddenly up in arms about it, suspicious of each other. Nobody trusts anybody. Nobody is safe. Because you never know when someone's gonna snatch your food out from under your nose. This becomes a big thing for a while and the whole thing spirals out of control.


    Eventually someone gets the bright idea to catch the food thief. It's simple. Leave out bait, lay a trap. After a while, the trap proves successful. The culprit is caught. Guess who it is?


    Turns out it was Lusa's fatass the entire time.


    What do you guys think? Should this be a thing? It's silly but it could work and might prove fun is successful.[/size]

    that's true. maybe a few people are selected oocly for their characters to act as suspect? like a few evidence points towards them being the culprit, but there's little proof, so there isn't a solid assumption yet. essentially a lot of people are meant to act slim-shady during the plot and suspiciously, too. maybe that draws attention away from the fact that lusa is basically getting fatter with each day?
    overall, it seems like a good idea for people to suspect others. tension increases.


    thank you for the notion tohsaka!


    after lusa gets caught i can see a lot of people being angry at her she'll probably have to make a public apology lmao


    im wondering when it would be best to set the plot into motion