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    Soniumwhisp, hurried toward the sick kitten, her light orange paws thumping against the hard ground. The she-cat had just arrived to the clan, hearing they needed a healer, and after three months of travel she was ready to settle down. Inticateclan would be her home, and she would serve it with pride and loyalty. However, the pretty she-cat had not expected to be put to work so fast.
    "Move," she hissed, making her way to Damagedkit. She pressed her nose to the kit's forehead, wincing at the warmth. "I need wet moss, now. Somebody bring me borage leaves and thyme. If we don't have any, find some. Also a bit of chamomile will be good."
    Soniumwhisp turned attention back to the kit and began furiously licking it's fur. Hoping that the others would follow her orders quickly.

    [font=georgia]Merek padded through the murky forest, his calculating, light brown eyes scanning his surroundings. His slender frame, and dark torbie pelt blended in with the earthy colors of the Blackheart rogue's terrain, and he took to staying in the shadows, his paws stepping lightly against the dirt.


    The ten moon tom was new to the Black Heart Rogues, having never been part of clan, anti or otherwise. He honestly wasn't looking for friends when he joined, just security really, and that's what he got. His life was remotely safe now, and the tom couldn't help but miss the danger. What was life without a little risk?


    Sniffing the air, Merek let out a purr of contentment. His ears perked up curiously as the smell of squirrel entered his nose and his belly let out a growl of longing. Moving towards the scent, the tom saw Sylar, a cat he was unfamiliar with, and stopped.


    "Hello," He mewed kindly, his eyes giving off a friendly glow. He padded by the shade of the tree, looking down at Sylar and his catch. "Do you mind if I join you?"


    [ooc: This post is absolutely dreadful and I apologize in advance for it's awkwardness. I understand your lack of muse. My muse is currently in the hospital trying to be revived with little success.]

    [font=georgia]Soniumwhisp narrowed her brown eyes at Jasmineray, but stopped after she saw the kit's reaction. "He's afraid." Soniumwhisp went back to the kit, pleased with the herbs the other cat had brought. She nealed down by damagedkit, placing her nose by his ear. "There there little one, eat this for me."
    She nudged the herbs, borage leaves for fever and thyme for fever and chamomile for strength. With her paws, she squished them together. "These will help."

    Soniumwhisp took a deep breath. This was not what she had in mind when becoming a medic, being out in the open around everyone. She flicked her tail, padding strait next to the kit, making it clear that everyone else needed to move out of the way if she was to do her job.


    "Eat your herbs, damagedkit." With a slight force, Soniumwhisp nudged the herbs into the kits mouth. They would bring down his fever and bring back his strength. She then continued to lick the kit, her gaze on the cats around her. She supposed the cats had no reason to trust her. She, after all just arrived to be their medic. It would be nice if Inticatestar was available to explain.
    "Yes, where is the leader?" she asked. Her eye blinked at the other cat, Blizzardstar. "And why is there another clan in our territory? Where is there medic?"

    {Sorry for lack of posts. I didn't realize how far we had gotten. Please excuse my extremely low muse and my cat's random entrance back into the RP ^^}


    Gemini, having been walking around aimlessly after being called by her leader, spotted Tesla and Proditone and felt a pang of jealousy. She had not made any real friends in her new clan, and yet these two seemed to get along so well.
    Puffing up her chest, the she-cat padded over to the two. "Hello," she mewed, slightly cautious. "Would you mind if I join you?"
    Really, the she-cat didn't care what they said; she would not be leaving any time soon, but she might as well let them think they had an option.

    "Gemini," the orange tabby mewed. She looked towards where the other cats had caught their pray, and then back at her paws. She was a medicine cat apprentice and did not know how to hunt.
    Figuring it would be less embarrassing just not to eat then admit she couldn't hunt, Gemini sat down beside the other two cats, looking at the crow longingly.

    [font=georgia]Character Name:
    Eleanor (Elle) Black
    Gender:
    Female
    Appearance:


    [font=georgia]Personality:
    Elle is more reserved than her father, never being one for pranks. She is kind and caring, but more stubborn than the whole black family combined. Like Sirius, Elle sees rules more as a guideline than anything else. If she disagrees with something, she will not put up with it. Though very brave and witty, Elle's main traits remain loyal and hardworking which is most likely why the sorting hat chose to put her in Hufflepuff.
    Age:
    16
    House:
    Hufflepuff
    Canon Relatives:
    Sirius Black (father)
    The Malfoys (second cousins)
    The Tonks (second cousins)
    Other Relatives:None

    Username:
    belz
    Full Name:
    Eleanor Jacqueline Facet
    Nickname:
    Ellie
    Age:
    11
    Year:
    1
    Wand:
    length- 11 1/2 inches
    core- Dragon
    wood- Spruce
    felxibility-slightly springy
    Appearance:
    Ellie is of average height for her age, but is slightly thinner than her fellow first years due to years of intense ballet training. Her face is heart shaped and the color of porcelain. Her hazel eyes are almond shaped and rest above her long, slightly sloped nose. Her lips are moderately full, and are often covered in gold gloss that tastes like ginger. She is almost always seen smiling showing a row of strait teeth with a slight gap between her front two teeth. Her blonder hair is often kept down in small waves or French braid behind her back to showcase her favorite gold, tear drop earrings and is often seen wearing tights and dance wear under her clothes, much to her mother's annoyance.
    Personality:
    Raised by a pureblood family many believe the Ellie would be just as prissy and judgmental as her gossipy mother and businessman father. They are wrong to assume this however, because Ellie is quite the opposite. She has made a habit of finding good in everyone and keeping her glossed mouth in check. She loves people who are different, and finds herself accepting things about people she would have never imagined. A large part of her is a rebel, though it would be hard to see behind her rich, dolled appearance. Ellie likes to think she only breaks the rules that are unnecessary, and tells this to her mother and father whenever she gets caught. She is determined to break away from her pureblood roots, much to her parent’s resentment, and is always ready to try something they don't approve.
    House:
    Hufflepuff
    Pet:
    A Black cat named Leo
    Blood:
    Pure
    Crush:
    Decided IC
    Relatives:
    None, at the moment
    Other:
    Could she be a chaser? And My favorite color is gold.
    none

    Ellie noticed the look on Dimitri's facee, and pursed her lips. She would not say anything, but she had a strange feeling about this boy. She knew the name Lestrange, her parents were pureblood after all, and it was not one laced with pleasent memories.
    Still, Ellie never was a harsh girl and she was pretty smart. If this boy wanted to play games, she could too.
    "Pleasure to meet you, I assume you were going down to the dungeons on the first floor. I'm on my way there to, would you like to join me?" as she began to walk, she turned to look him in the eye. "I'm a pureblood, by the way. It seems as if that would be important to you."

    Ellie nodded, giving him a smile, though she didn't believe him. She did her best to hide her dance bag by her side, hoping the Slytherin boy would not ask questions about it. The captain of the Hufflepuff quidditch team was not ashamed of her favorite passtime, however Ellie was certain she did not want Demetri to learn of the place where she had been practicing.
    "Well, this is nice," Ellie chattered cheerily. "Even if you aren't a fan of company, I certainly am. There aren't many Hufflepuffs this year so it can be a little lonesome."