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    GENERAL

    FAVORITE HP: Rootlegs he’s precious

    FAVORITE MALE: can...can I say root again?

    FAVORITE FEMALE:

    FAVORITE OVERALL CHARACTER: POLYPAW

    FAVORITE CRACKSHIP:

    FAVORITE CANON SHIP:

    FAVORITE PLATONIC SHIP:

    FAVORITE POTENTIAL SHIP:

    MOST DEVELOPED:


    MOST LIKELY TO...:

    ...ACCIDENTALLY KILL SOMEONE: Nightstar maybe

    ...PURPOSEFULLY KILL SOMEONE: twistedmom

    ...HAVE THEIR OWN REALITY TV SHOW: Chasingcommets on : the bachelor!

    ...DIE FIRST IN A HORROR MOVIE:

    ...FAKE THEIR OWN DEATH: Goldenpaw

    ...BE VALEDICTORIAN: I feel like that would be something Gladefall would do

    ...PUSH A 'PULL' DOOR: Sycamorekit

    ...GET LOST IN A GROCERY STORE:

    ...GET IN A FISTFIGHT WITH A GHOST: Gladefall

    ...GET ROBBED: Stormwhisper

    ...BE THE ONE ROBBING THE PREVIOUS CAT: Vixensong (steals his h e a r t)

    ...DIE FROM HUGGING A VAMPIRE:

    ...GET MAULED BY A WEREWOLF:

    ...BECOME A ZOMBIE:

    ...PEE THEMSELVES DUE TO A SPOOK:


    CHARACTER CATEGORIES:

    CUTEST: HERONKIT OMFG

    THICCEST: Nightstar, buff lady mom

    FUNNIEST: Goldenpaw

    WEIRDEST:

    ANGRIEST:

    HAPPIEST: POLYPAW

    SMARTEST: Swift kit

    CLAN MOM: Kestrel

    CLAN DAD:

    MOST SALTY: T W I S T E D

    BEST BACKSTORY:

    CLAN CINNAMON ROLL: Sycamorefluff

    CLAN SINNAMON ROLL: Vixensong

    CLAN EDGELORD:

    CLAN MEME:

    CLAN NERD: Rootlegs you guys cmon

    CLAN TROUBLEMAKER: Sharkpool


    OUT OF CHARACTER CATEGORIES

    FRIENDLIEST ROLEPLAYER:

    FUNNIEST ROLEPLAYER:

    MOST ACTIVE ROLEPLAYER:

    ANGSTIEST ROLEPLAYER:

    BEST WRITER:

    MOST CREATIVE ROLEPLAYER

    SALMONKIT ;;


    -----> Salmonkit was curious with how people always said they were sorry. It wasn't their fault, after all. Glancing down at his mom's death, Sal scrunched his nose, suddenly not sure who's fault it was. Shaking his head, he focused back on Goldenpaw as the other spoke about his parents. " My dad also disappeared! Maybe our parents might know each other - in the place where disappeared cats go, " Sal said with a smile. An overly optimistic thought, sure, but optimistic all the same. He noted the tom's last comment, about how HE disappeared from his family. Sal gently bumped his head against the other boy's shoulder, saying, " But your alive. That's what matters "


    He glanced over at Willowkit as she made her comment. At that, Salmonkit let out a giggle. " It does! " he agreed, surprised she hadn't said something like 'i'm sorry' or 'she's in a better place'. Nah, it just sucked. It was the suckiest, awfulest, worst-est thing and it just - it just SUCKED!

    Salmonkit flattened his ears, placing a paw on his mother's grave.

    Then he perked up and glanced over at the other two, " We should collect flowers! "


    " SPEECH "




    (c)trexgirl

    SALMONKIT ;;


    -----> " Oooh! " the boy breathed, casting a peek toward's Poly's hind legs. He didn't see anything wrong. Perhaps, though, that was because she was currently sitting. He felt a stab of sympathy for her, craning his neck to look at his own back legs. Wiggling his toes, he couldn't imagine a life without the use of his feet. " I hope your exercises go well! Maybe I can cheer you on the next time you do some! " Salmonkit squeaked, chestnut eyes wide and sparkling with certainty. He'd cheer the loudest in all the world for her!

    He bobbed his head, relishing in her compliments, " Mamma taught me to be considerate of others! ". Her voice reminded him of his mam's. He looked back at the fish, ears drooping again. He missed his mam's praises...

    Perking his ears when he felt the woman shiver beside him, Salmonkit was quick to press his fluffier self against her. " I can eat the fish real quick then we can spend time in a warmer den maybe? " he suggested, concerned. Ever since his mother's death, he'd been especially in-tuned to any sign of cold or fever in anyone.


    " SPEECH "




    (c)trexgirl

    SALMONKIT ;;


    -----> //honestly same omgg


    " Careful not to get thorns caught under your claws!" came a helpful chirp from behind Sycamore. Frighteningly quiet as ever, Salmonkit peeked over Syc's shoulder to look at her work. Having made himself the protector of the medicine den after his brother's admittance,he had noticed the occasional looks thrown the den's way by the fluffy girl. He as was curious as to what was bothering the molly so much. Hoping she wasn't sick as well as just simply being concerned for her well being (he already considered them good friends) he thought it about time he asked her what the matter was.


    " SPEECH "




    (c)trexgirl

    SALMONKIT ;;


    -----> Whenever Sal couldn't be found playing with kits, napping in the nursery or standing guard over his brother in the medicine den, there was only one other place one needed to look to find him. The large, but terrifyingly silent paws the kitten had become quite infamous for, he came to patter up beside Nightsong quietly. " Sometimes it hurts less if you talk to them, " the boy piped up softly, placing down a small bouquet of daisies and dandelions he'd collected on his way over to the grave-site. Sitting down beside the older molly, the boy would smile, " I like to tell my mom about my day, y'know? Feels like they're still around... " Glancing up at the older female, the boy's chestnut eyes glowed with a patience not typically seen in kids his age. A lot happened to a person's personality when they were orphaned so young. " How was your day, miss? "


    " SPEECH "




    (c)trexgirl

    SALMONKIT ;;


    -----> Salmonkit was there in an instant, pressing against Heronkit. Rather, actually, he had been there the whole time. Since Kes and the boys woke Sal up with their coughing, he had crept after them. And he saw it all. Saw the way the bodies wriggled like worms without heads. The way blood trickled into their heaving coughs and choking vomit. The way their eyes turned to glass as they fell unnaturally still...

    He saw it all.

    And he saw his mother in both of them.

    His mom died like that.

    His mom thrashed and choked and vomited blood.

    She died like that - alone and in pain.

    She died alone.

    His mom died alone.


    Let’s go get CHASINGCOMETS ! and Rootlegs ( Dia'kendi ) " he suggested softly, gently nudging his friend. She should’ have to see this. He didn’t want to see this.


    " SPEECH "




    (c)trexgirl


    ohihihoh idk if fallingcomets can survive this B^(


    he’ll mainly be mad bc it sort of ties into his history w/ siren like she was perfect and then she died and now chase has a perfect waifu and now he’s gonna ruin that?? it all comes down to jealousy ig lol

    like he’s so luck to have a an alive GF n he jus

    I am

    —> <—

    This close


    THIS CLOSE to sobbing for my glade boi ok


    I honestly just thought he was angry with chase for breaking the code but ho boi glade is more complex than I thought


    Ilovehimsomuchhelp

    SALMONKIT ;;


    -----> //watch me....not make.....a smart choice....


    Salmonkit smiled at Stormpaw, greatful for her kindness. He began to usher Heronkit towards the medicine den, when suddenly Chaseing was there. Sal's relief to see the healer was quickly crushed as the male suddenly began to wail and sobb. Of course Sal understood, he was the psudo-dad of the litter, wasn't he? Those were his kids, lying limp and bloodied. Still though, Sal felt his fur rise in mounting fright as the tom began to lash out. Having never seen or even eard of such episodes, Sal could only figure that the tom was just despairing.

    Puffing out his fur, the boy decided then that he needed help, and Sal was always here to give a lending shoulder!

    So the ruddy boy would bound over, " Mister Chase, it's ok, it'll be ok" the boy said, soothing but urgent as he tried to tug on the collapsed tom's leg to get him to refocus, " Missus Kes needs help though and heronkit needs you" he struggled not to look at the kits, mouths now stuffed with useless herbs. Poor chase...Wrapping his fluffy paws around the large male's shoulder, Salmonkit thought about his mother's methods of comfort as he coo'ed, " It's ok mister. You're not alone" Salmonkit was no expert when it came to emotional distraight. However, these were things that Sal would've liked to hear when his mom died. Surely Chase would, too?


    " SPEECH "




    (c)trexgirl

    WAIT I THINK I'VE GOT A PLOT

    GIMME GIMME

    TELL EVERYONE TO STOP UPSETTING HER


    also she loves sal too she just wants to hold him always

    we need some sweet bonding thread with kes and sal

    //i bet it must hurt that sal looks a lot like her dead boys ;3

    cries because i love everyone

    tbh i hella understand

    Asphodle has like

    sevent ships but homeboi loyal and stays with one but it's h a r d

    SALMONKIT ;;


    -----> Salmonkit's ears snapped up at the cry. Looking up from where he'd been laying beside SWIFTCURRENTS , refusing to leave his brother's side even as he was recovering in the medicine den. Sal, along with white, didn't know much about Beepaw, but he was happy nontheless to hear the once-injured tom awake. " Good morning" Salmonkit purred to the boy, his chestnut eyes glowing with warmth, " You slept a long time Beepaw, so your definitely going to get better soon!"


    " SPEECH "




    (c)trexgirl

    SALMONKIT ;;


    -----> Sniffling, Salmonkit would furiously rub away his tears. There was no time for HIM to be crying! It was his brother who was hurting! Still, he sank into Kestrelsong's gentle touch and cooing words, his eyes never ceasing to sparkle with worry for his ijured brother. " You''ll be ok Swift. Ill visit you as soon as Chase says I can," he mewed, though as his eyelids began to droop with his tiredness he considered it more as he'd visit as soon as he woke up. Unless he could sleep outside the medicine den, which was more likely to happen. Touching his brother's larger ear with his nose, Sal repeated again that everything would be ok now.

    But it wouldn't.

    It would never be ok.

    But Sal would hope. all he could do was hope.


    " SPEECH "




    (c)trexgirl

    SALMONKIT ;;


    -----> Sal’s eyes twinkled with amusement at his friend’s comment. I dunno, I can be scary if I want to be " he purred, before wiggling his paws at her, Roar! " he snicker, dropping his paws at her question. Shrugging the boy mewed, “ yeah, hard to sleep sometimes... " having taken residence in the medicine den, he was often startled awake by the coughing, pained moans or fearful whispers of a cat thrashing with nightmares in their sleep. Tonight though he just hadn’t been able to sleep; his mind busy with thoughts on his brother and everyone else’s health... what about you? Can’t sleep? "


    " SPEECH "




    (c)trexgirl

    R