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Lemonade-chan sighed, bouncing a rock between her two front paws out of boredom. She couldn't wait until she became a trainee--then there'd be lots of rocks to play with, with different shapes and sizes. She bounced the rock between her paws more violently, until she finally realised there was a small amount of blood trickling from one of her pawpads. Huh. Must've been a sharp edge, she thought.
She couldn't feel it any more than she could feel a feather land on her back. That was her problem--she got a cut or scrape somehow, she never noticed it, and then it got infected. Not this time, however. This time, Lemonade-chan was determined to not spend the day with the shaman over an infected graze. "Look what I did!" she said, and proudly held up her bleeding paw to the cat closest to her.
(where exactly does this rp take place, you ask? ...yeah idk where the kits hang out LMAO someone please tell me)
Post by complacentdevil on Feb 17, 2021 18:49:31 GMT -5
"You should lick it clean, keep it off the ground," Altair-chan mewed back, an inquisitive brow raised as he looked over the other younglings' paw. Was she fox-brained? Why would she be proud of hurting herself? He let out a silent sigh and allowed his shoulders to sag, he knew he was surrounded by those that werent all there, almost all the time, but sometimes it got to him just a little too much, and he was trying his best to let it go, "Do you want some cobweb so you can actually walk on it? I can get some from my mom," he offered, attempting to be nice for once.
