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Musa gave a timid nod. Her body instinctively following the male towards the stairs. Her fingers finally releasing the hold on her poor hands, small droplets of crimson dripping to the ground.

got it

Larksong — Medicine cat — Obsidianclan

The young she cat huffed gently to Turtleshell. “I am not old yet Turtleshell.” She purred lightly, nudged the other medicine cat with her shoulder playfully. Her gaze went to the herb storage and she yawned and stretched. She might go out to find some herbs no matter what to give her something to do.

Musa shook her head slightly as a negative to sebastion’s question. “N-no Sir I’m S-sorry.” She managed out softly. Her gaze lowered to the floor as she kept quiet. Her fingers twitched with the urge to dig into her skin whenever she was anxious or nervous. “Could you maybe s-show me? You don’t have to.” She ventured out lightly. Unsure how else to ask and not very used to asking either.

Musa nodded her thanks “that would be n-nice. T-thank you.” She murmured before lightly entering the bathroom and stripping. Her skin was decorated with scars that adorned her back and shoulders. Her new wounds had healed thanks to Anya and she relished that. Her long hair brushed the floor as she got into the shower and adjusted the water till it was perfect. Her eyes closed in bliss as she allowed the warm water to run over her bartered body

Sveta is the beta Chandrai is her daughter

Works for me

Sveta began to pad out of the camp, her eyes bright as she searched the territory. Her white coat stood out against the forested surroundings. The piercing blue optics studied her patrol before she sniffed the air. Her sharp nose picked up the scent of a herd of deer. Her ears flicked forward and she signaled her patrol to move forward. The beta Female crouched and prowled close to the herd, after splitting her patrol to circle the herd.

You already accepted her ... I just changed the photo

Musa awoke from her light sleep and scrambled to her feet. Her body thumped against the wall as it took a moment for her surroundings to register. Quickly and quietly the silver haired rogue made her way cautiously down the stairs. Seeing the alpha and another male she simply slid by quietly and made her way to the kitchen. The silvery haired female took out some supplies for pancakes and eggs. Her body immediately falling into a pattern as she began to cook. Her long hair brushing the floor even in a ponytail as she made breakfast.

A soft laugh lit the air as Musa turned her two different colored optics to Arya. It was the first time in forever the young rogue had actually let herself relax enough to laugh. The silvery haired female shook her head gently “You’re fine miss... I mean Arya.” Musa told the girl whom had gained majority of her trust. “And thank you, I’ve had lots of practice.” She joked softly, along a plate of well done pancakes in front of the friend she had made. She set the maple syrup on the island with some eggs to one side. Her eyes sparkling with a gentle hint of the laughter.

Musa blinked and turned her head to watch Damien warily, still slightly mistrustful of males but he had let her stay. She shook her head slightly and gestures to a table. “There’s no need, I don’t need much food.” She replied softly. Her eyes glowing a bit before her attention turned to the boy beside her and she cracked a rare smile. “It isn’t a problem young man. I’m happy to do so.” She didn’t mention that her old habits died hard. Her gaze slid to the other male and she carried plates to the table, setting by them out but making sure Damien had one next to arya on the island. She set the pancakes down and a plate filled with eggs. Maple syrup laid out on the table with butter and orange juice, coffee, and tea options.

Musa rolled her eyes slightly but sat down to appease the male whom was so clearly an alpha. Her head ducked as she sighed but laid out some eggs for herself before slowly eating. She honestly didn’t feel hunger pains that usually occurred. Her hands shook a bit while trying to eat.

Musa blinked as she heard her name and lifted her head slightly. This pack had many males and that made her uneasy. The female stood up abruptly and started to clear away the finished dishes. Her hands shook slightly before they steadied and she made her way quickly to the sink to wash dishes she had used. “I’m not a great cook Alpha, I just have lots of practice.” She murmured softly

Sveta lifted her white tail to signal her patrol to rush the herd. The female sprang into action quickly. The white fae rushes towards the herd, gesturing with her ears to signal some of her patrol to scatter , try and drive the big herd away from the small fawn she was after. Her piercing blue orbs were glinting in the given light as she aimed to drive the small one away.

(Srry it’s short busy with Xmas stuff)

Musa flinched a bit as Tristan spoke to her and she lightly bowed her head before finishing dishes and going to the alpha, slightly letting her neck show before she asked if there was anything else she could do. Her eyes worried and scared to be kicked out if she didn’t do what was needed.

Bump

Musa has tensed slightly when the hand reached out before she gave a timid nod. “O-of course Alpha.” She murmured lightly. Her hair sparkling lightly in the light before she moved out of the way and headed to the room she was given.

Zephyraisis wrote:

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NAME: Selene Clarke Isis Veronalava

- nickname: Vera, Clarke, Princess (hates it), or Sel

AGE: 17 years old

- birth season/date: Summer- August 2

RANK: Leader/Second-hand (or healer)

- sector: eh whichever you think best---- one which not many are from

- gender identity: Female

- preferred pronouns: She, her, hers

SEXUALITY: Bisexual

BRIEF DESCRIPTION AND PERSONALITY: - positive traits: Is open-minded, a leader, stern when needs to be, and loyal - negative traits: She's shy, timid, and hates fighting - neutral traits: she's quiet, and doesn't like yelling, is sweet-tempered

EYE COLOR: Mercury dipped ice blue (Silver-ice blue)

LIKES: Singing, hunting, healing, and dancing

DISLIKES: Bullies, water, and disrespect

STRENGTHS: Independent, herb knowledge, has fighting knowledge too

WEAKNESSES: Hates crowds (makes her dizzy), and spiders

HISTORY (optional): Both of her parents died when she was young. At the age of 13 years old, Clarke had to take care of herself. Mostly she was also mistreated, hints some of her negative traits. She has always been independent since then, not one to give out trust easily. She always seems so serious but if you get to know her then you will find she's the sweetest person ever. She is great at herbal knowledge since she had to take care of herself. Clarke often is found sleeping in a tree or outside guarding at night, knowing that she needs to protect those around her.

REALTIONSHIP STATUS: Single

- crush: Open

- spouse: None

- child(ren): None

- kin: Krystal Usagi Misato ---- mother--- healer--- deceased

Carrin Dark Liith Veronavala ---- father--- leader/technician--- deceased

TURN ONS: Smart, peaceful, loyal, kind, and empathetic

TURN OFFS: Bullies, disrespect, annoying, childish, rude

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Musa collapsed on the bed. Her two different colored orbs closing slightly as she sighed. Her muscles were relaxing though she occasionally trembled. Her silver hair splayed out around her. The long hair pooling off the side of the bed before the rogue curled in on herself and fell asleep once more. Her body curling up to a small ball so she appeared less of a target. Her tense muscles relaxed and her face as well, leaving the more peaceful and gentle version to the female than before.

Merry Christmas everyone!