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  • THE NEW RIVERCLAN CHAT/PLOT THREAD



    TTRACK ON SUB


    Hello buddies here is the gay goofy hurt boi he's gon get hurt
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    Does Society Miss Me? | 3/14

  • LONG INTERVALS |open, mortally wounded joiner| OF HORRIBLE SANITY



    //TW FOR GORE


    A year and a month ago, Hudson Mackenzie was born.
    He was a tiny little ginger pup, his nose an incredibly bright pink, his cries loud and obnoxious just like any ordinary newborn child. A month ago he reached an important landmark in his life - his first year. Most would have celebrated with family and friends, but it turns out poor Hudson had no such thing as friends. He kept busy with a book in his hands and an idea in his brain.
    A month ago, that idea turned into action and Hudson left his family without a single warning. No explanation, no goodbye, no nothing.
    He wanted to escape from society, he wanted to flee the judgement of his family and the harshness of their lifestyle. It wasn't the safest place to be and so Hudson was discrete in his departure and never once looked back.


    For a complete month Hudson had survived on his very own. He hunted what he could and was always on the move, he never once stayed in one place for too long and this nomadic lifestyle worked for a while. Big game was difficult to catch and so the retriever relied mostly on hares and rodents, rather lean game. Because of having the same protein-filled meal constantly Hudson was being fed, but he was losing a drastic amount of weight. Rabbit had no fat, and so, he lost all of his own.
    Everything other than that seemed to have been fine until paws trudged unknowingly into dangerous territory and this very day was to never be forgotten.


    The young man didn't remember much. He remembered a big brown creature, lips dangling from his maw to expose ferocious teeth and by their legs were two smaller versions of themselves. A mother Grizzly. Hudson remembered claws lashing out and hooking into his arms, he remembered being tugged into her grasp and pulled into her powerful jaws only to sense teeth digging painfully into flesh, stripping through nerves and tissues in ways that were unbearable. The Novia Scotia retriever suffered for what felt like hours until the bones in his arm snapped and there were only two choices left:
    Stay and be a meal, or leave the limb to the bears to get a chance at life.
    In the heat of the situation Hudson deliberately pulled back to tear his arm off in a desperate attempt to get free, and it worked. He was small and limber, he was able to run from the predators but great consequences followed.
    The Axillary veins and arteries were severed, they oozed and spurted heaps of blood and immediately Hudson knew he was in grave trouble.
    He had to find help, he had to get something - someone - anyone
    But he couldn't.
    At the Riverclan border the ginger male collapsed onto his side, completely unaware that he had stumbled into another's territory. The man felt his severed arm throb, he felt warm blood drench his coat and he could feel his head spin and his mind feel light.
    I'm going to die.
    In a final, desperate attempt to get aid the Canadian breathed in to let out a choked outcry that broke with agony.
    "Somebody! H-help!"

    //Injury list for medics: His arm has been torn above the elbow and below the shoulder. He's starving quite a lot too


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    Does Society Miss Me? | 3/14

  • Plot with the gay nature boy



    Okay so Hud just joined and he is really messed up. He had his arm torn off and he's starving and he lost a lot of blood and he's also incredibly lonely


    Somebody help him


    OPEN TO:
    - Friendships
    - Rivalries
    - Romance (discuss it with me)
    - Having an awkward crush on y/c
    - Y/c taking care of him
    - y/c trying to feed him
    - Reciting Edgar Ellen Poe
    - Talking about nature
    - cuddle buddies
    - Making jokes and saying puns


    CLOSED TO
    -death, maim, torture, litters, the usual

    [center](c)trexgirl


    Does Society Miss Me? | 3/14

  • Plot with the gay nature man



    Okay so Hud just joined and he is really messed up. He had his arm torn off and he's starving and he lost a lot of blood and he's also incredibly lonely


    Somebody help him


    OPEN TO:
    - Friendships
    - Rivalries
    - Romance (discuss it with me)
    - Having an awkward crush on y/c
    - Y/c taking care of him
    - y/c trying to feed him
    - Reciting Edgar Ellen Poe
    - Talking about nature
    - cuddle buddies
    - Making jokes and saying puns


    CLOSED TO
    -death, maim, torture, litters, the usual

    [center](c)trexgirl


    Does Society Miss Me? | 3/14

  • Plot with the gay nature man



    Thabk you!!! I like Himiko too!!


    Hudson had been a traveller for a while he's got quite a lot of stories to tell, it would be nice to have them talk about all sorts of things and Hud can talk about Edgar Ellen Poe and how much he like poetry and reading
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  • LONG INTERVALS |open, mortally wounded joiner| OF HORRIBLE SANITY



    It did not take too long before people came huddling over, surrounding the scene all panicked and urgent. Hudson's vision had started to blurred from shock, from dizziness, everything was spinning and he had to keep them shut, but the moment blackness took over his vision he wanted to pass out, to drift away into nothingness. As something was being settled into his wounds Hudson jerked and let out a whine, the nerves and muscles throbbing and twitching at the location from the foreign contact. It hurt, it aches and the duck rolling retriever screamed. His spine curled over, he tucked himself into a defensive fetal position, his severed arm extended so it would keep being tended to. Blood started to puddle up below him, drenching his coat and those nearby, but as the herbs were settled in the site of affliction the bleeding slowed significantly. However, It did not cease.
    I-I'm g-gonna die - G-onna-" His voice broke off into a horrendously agonizing cry before finally he turned his head over to open his eyes, spotting the poppy seeds being offered and eagerly talking them in his maw to gobble them up. After the little pods were swallowed up Hudson let his head fall back as he groaned through a clenched jaw, veins till pounding out blood but in a more controlled speed.


    Still, the man felt himself slip away, his head dropped and he stopped screaming, the shock and strain sent him into temporary unconsciousness, a comatose-like state. Not dead, not yet.


    [center](c)trexgirl


    Does Society Miss Me? | 3/14

  • Tomorrow is almost today |Open, Gif thread|



    //Okay so Windclan did this and I wanted to do this here because,,, I wanna.
    P much you post gifs of your character's faceclaim or w/e as a response and yea hahaha no need to overthink it!!!
    lets see how this goes!!





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    Does Society Miss Me? | 3/14

  • Plot with the gay nature man



    :0000 A FLOWER CHILD!!!!
    Hudson is a sucker for anything that has to do with nature, if Flowerpup makes a flower crown for him he will be super happy and be able to name every flower used and say cool fun facts about them
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  • Tomorrow is almost today |Open, Gif thread|




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    Does Society Miss Me? | 3/14