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Makya | Male | Storm (?) | Head Tracker | M: Chasm "You don't seem okay.." Makya fretted. "Get up, get up. You can' stay, you'll freeze.". |
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Chasm || Storm guard || Male || M: Makya "But if I get up, I'll fall. If I fall, I'll end up in the water again, love." He grunted as he tried to sit up again, legs sore and weak. |
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Makya | Male | Storm (?) | Head Tracker | M: Chasm "But If you don't get up, You'll die. Simple." Makya hissed. He pawed at Chasm face- In no way helping him up. "let's go." He demanded. |
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Chasm || Storm guard || Male || M: Makya Chasm bared his teeth at Makya's attempt to get him up. "Don't poke me," he snarled, heaving himself off the ground. |
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Makya | Male | Storm (?) | Head Tracker | M: Chasm "I'll do it again." Makya growled back, bopping him on the head once more "Let's walk. You can do that right? Since you're strong enough to snarl.". | |
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Chasm || Storm guard || Male || M: Makya He glared at Makya, moving forward. He had to think carefully about every step, and the snow didn't do anything but drag his feet downward. He was soaked the bone which resulted in constant shivering. |
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Summer/Female Red Fox/Rose Leader/M: Mischka The vixen hummed a little as she dragged the branch to rest it right next to the tree then calmed down completely. "You can come of the den. It feels safe now", she said then looked at the sky and closed her eyes before opening them again, "We are lucky to have you Mischka. Don't ever forget that". She spoke warm and soft but full of confidence as she trusted Mischka. She hoped that the second in command understood that. |
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Mischka || Rose Second in Command || Female || M: Summer "Thank you," Miscka bowed her head in gratefulness and respect, exiting the guard den. "You wanted to talk?" |
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Makya | Male | Storm (?) | Head Tracker | M: Chasm Makya growled to himself, complaining. As they neared the beginning of the river, there it was. A cave. Which? God knows. But a cave none the less. "C'mon," Makya said, his whole attitude shifting "I'll warm you up... Somehow.". | |
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Chasm || Storm guard || Male || M: Makya Chasm raised an eyebrow at Makya's words, but continued into the cave silently, setting himself heavily on the floor with a deep sigh. |
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Brimstone
