Posts by Skaam B. Tisse

Skaam B.T.

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It was the beginning of February, and they had decided they would do a monthly check-up to help those with minor injuries, or illnesses. The boring, rather ugly dog was pacing around the main treehouse, with their bag of herbs on hand. "Come to the main tree-house for a monthly-check up." They called, low voice carrying far. Hopefully Shakepaw would come to help.

Skaam B.T.

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They felt as if Syndicate Six was enough for them, but they still wanted to join another group, to be helpful. Was was their purpose? They believed it was strictly to help other creatures, no matter what they were, or which group they belonged too. They didn't believe in politics very much, although they had to pay attention if certain groups were at war with one another. It would be painful to be a part of each of these groups. Luckily, the Syndicate would not purposefully start trouble with ShadowClan with Purah as their Counselor. They couldn't imagine the angel doing such things; Purah simply had too much to do at this time. It might have been wise to just stay home.

They felt like they wouldn't be able to help anybody or anything as much as they wanted to, just staying in the Syndicate. They had left to join ShadowClan, but they would come back, as they would live in both homes. Maybe, one day, they would return to ScarClan too; the Clan holding the most painful memories.

They touched the soft ground at the border, shaking their head as they began to think about ScarClan. Definitely don't do that. Instead, they took in their surroundings. The lush green forest and it's breeze gently stirred the muscular dog's fur, upsetting it and making them appear uglier than they already were. They calmly took a seat upon the earth, waiting quaintly for someone to come by. They spoke anyways, knowing someone would hear. "I am here to join. My name is Skaam. I also live in the Syndicate Six." They stated the basics monotonously. No one would be interested in their character for now.

Skaam B.T.

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The short feline approaching them was a deputy named Finch. That's all they knew about her right now, other than she had a nice, caring air to her. Maybe they would get along. The inverted canine smiled lightly, waving their tail. "Nice to meet you. Syndicate Six is a neutral group, it leans more towards anti, and it's fairly new. About a month old." The canine informed the cat quietly, but loud enough to hear. They nodded at Marie once they finished talking. Marie seemed to attempt to be formal, which was very appreciated by the African wild dog. Skaam looked at Luna coolly, and responded evenly, despite feeling slightly unnerved. "Marie, Luna, it's nice to meet you as well." They glanced towards Haiiro, making eye contact for a few awkward seconds. "It's appreciated, Hairro." They assured, glancing back at their paws.

Skaam B.T.

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"... I would be grateful if you would. Thank you, Shakepaw." Skaam turned their attention to an NPC with a slight scratch on her shoulder. It wasn't much, but it could get infected, so the dog got to work dressing the wound with a small amount of marigold and horsetail poultice.

Skaam B.T.

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Unlike Oxen, Skaam was in love with plantlife, and was less than happy to see the other dog ripping up grass as they pleased. Well, it didn't matter; just a little bit of grass, right? They took a breath in, and let out a sigh. The African wild dog hadn't seen Oxen before, so maybe it was time to get introduced to this... plant killer. This is what they would remember her as. Well, maybe not; as long as she didn't rip up any of the herbs. "Mind telling me what the grass did to deserve this?" they said half-jokingly.

//welcome boiii

its late for me too but im never good at writing so lol

Skaam B.T.

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"Meet and greet? Mind telling us your name?" The dog quietly asked, attempting to be chummy. They awkwardly and desperately wanted to avoid giving their own name out, but they decided it would be best to not just, well, be as shy as they wanted to be.

"I'm Skaam. Might I ask you to elaborate on the bad vibes you wish to avoid?" They murmured.

Skaam B.T.

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Skaam had been around the area, mind occupied with meaningless thoughts of simple, childish things. The dog had noticed Alien's presence, and had followed the slight scent trail, looking for conversation (for once!) They quietly and subtly approached Alien, careful not to pop up out of nowhere, but also careful not to come up as a sneaky attacker. "This is a nice... place..."

Skaam B.T.

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There was something they could do to help Syndicate Six, right? They didn't want to feel like a burden, like they often did. Worthless, just a sack of something to feed and protect for some unknown reason. All they really wanted to do was sleep these days, which is what they did. They pleaded guilty to being pretty lazy and useless for this past week, maybe two weeks. Sometimes, they just couldn't move, as their mind just simply wasn't in a state to do anything.

With a lot of effort, they had forced themselves to put out several water balloons for a fight, but they were pretty much exhausted at this point. They couldn't bring themselves to announce it, so they just lay there, head on their paws, afraid of announcing it. A simple... balloon fight...

Skaam B.T.

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This was certainly amusing, and Skaam had to hold back a laugh. "Well, make sure you keep up the exercise, it certainly is healthy." Skaam felt a little embarrassed at how awkward they could be, heat rising to their face. Luckily; skaam is a dog with fur, so no blush could be seen. "Uhm... what's your name?"

Skaam B.T.

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Skaam was always alert, and on the lookout, due to their past experiences. They were always jumpy, always on edge. There was nothing getting past the canine, absolutely nothing. However, they would usually only notice it; they were so inexplicably tired at this point, they wouldn't have been able to defend themselves, only watch their attackers as they would sink to the ground. It was out of pure luck Skaam hadn't been assaulted yet, but it didn't seem like Purah was as lucky.

Like Shakepaw, they had followed the iron tang of blood, in immense amounts. It could possibly be prey, but they wouldn't believe that until they saw it with their own brown eyes. The canine showed up to the gorey scene at the same time as Shakepaw, eyes narrowing. They weren't shocked, but time seemed to slow down. This couldn't be Purah's only life. They could sense something inside of her, although it wasn't much.

Almost as if they weren't phased, they lightly attempted to brush Shakepaw's much larger shoulder with their long tail. "There's still a chance, right?" They told the nurse quietly, suppressing a sigh. They approached the dead corpse coolly. "She'll come back." Were they talking to Shakepaw, or them self?

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"I'm putting my trust in you to be a good Chancellor for a few days, Alien." Skaam muttered, hoping Alien would hear, but they didn't know if Alien was around or not. They stood up and watched Purah disappear into the distance, feeling a little.. sheepish, to be honest.

Skaam B.T.

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Skaam was lying, for the most part unnoticed, underneath a tree nearby, catching up on some sleep. Why were they sleeping alone so close to the border? Sometimes, they questioned whether they were either dumb, or just suicidal. Maybe they just couldn't bring themselves to care at this point. They roused them self when they heard Private angrily flop down onto the border, waiting. "Hey. .... Are you feeling alright?" They asked timidly, padding quietly to stand a fox-length from the other.