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Oct 15 2017, 06:32 PM
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He'd been missing for a while. One morning, he had gone out on his usual morning walk,
but never came back.
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It had been chilly out, the air nipping at his body and causing a shiver to run up his spine.
He quietly cursed his short coat. The water running along the border gurgled calmly at his side, rushing around jutting stones, his concentration on where his paws stepped. But his focus was also elsewhere, his mind buzzing softly.
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He had trouble breathing lately, long deciding it was the collar strapped around his neck, yet he couldn't get it off. It was too tight, choking him each time he tried. But it was only harming him the longer he wore it. A cough tickled his throat, taking in deep breaths as his lungs began to ache. He coughed again, gasping. He felt light-headed.
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His chest hurt. He breathed deeply, but he still felt an aching for air, body shuddering as he stumbled. His body slumped to the ground, paws clawing at his neck in a desperation attempt to get the collar off.
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The next few moments were dark as Sylvester lost consciousness. When he awoke, he was oddly warm. His neck was sore, but he could now feel the breeze flowing over it, something he'd never felt before. He inhaled sharply and was relieved, air filling his lungs. Clearing his throat, he slowly opened his eyes, realizing he was moving yet there was no earth underneath his paws.
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He knew immediately what was happening. He knew the arms cradling him, those of a two-leg.
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He tensed, the fur along his back rising up. His eyes were wide, darting around to search for an escape, fear knotting his stomach. He shivered, but not from the cold.
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A split second decision had to be made. Claws extended, he managed to whip around in the human's arms, twisting his body and striking out at it's face. It yelped in pain and surprise,
dropping him to land square on his paws. He made a dash in a random direction. He burst from bushes, stepping over tree roots, and splashing through shallow waters. He didn't bother looking behind him, or stopping to listen, he just continued on.
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However, once he was sure he was safe, he noticed that nothing was familiar to him.
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Again, the tom was struck frozen, worry making him feel nauseous. He thought about calling out, but didn't want to attract any unwanted attention.
<p>
So he wandered for a good day or two-or maybe even more, he wasn't sure. He luckily hadn't run into any other unfriendly clan cats, making sure to be cautious wherever he went. As days passed and night fell, he slowly became more hopeless, fatigue weighing heavy on him. He worried that he'd never see his clan-mates again, or Ramsay. He blinked, tears stinging the corners of his eyes. He shook his head and scolded himself.
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Then a smell hit his nose. He lifted his head from staring down at his paws, Relief washed over him, a smile breaking out on his face as he started to run towards it, eager to get back and rest. He'd made it across the border, carefully crossing over the stones, when he collapsed, tired limbs giving out on him.</div>
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<div class="az2textbox">He and Ramsay were siblings, but they weren't exactly close to one another. He hated it-he had always looked up to her, even though he didn't really voice it out loud, and he wanted to be as brave as she was. She wasn't a likeable person to most, but to him, she was. He could excuse her flaws with minimal annoyance and complaining. That's what family was for, though it was sad that it was only them now. Their parents were somewhere out there, but he wasn't too worried for them. Their mother lived up to her name with her fierceness, and their father was a smart tom. Still, he was curious about them, as there was only so much he knew about them, and what he did know was mostly what Ramsay had told him.
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Sylvester wasn't much of a serious fighter, like his sister, who was all bark and bite. But he could at least play wrestle. That had to count for something, right? Maybe one day he could turn it into a real fighting skill. For now, he was fine with stalking up behind his sibling, his crouch slightly off but he didn't care. He was doing this for fun, after all. Letting out a battle-cry, he leapt onto Ramsay's back and nipped at her ears.
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@Ramsay</div>
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Ramsay was a good teacher, but even she didn't know all there was to living in Riverclan. She hadn't been there long, either. But he supposed it was better than knowing nothing. He liked to ask other cats about things he still didn't understand, ones that were either clan-born or had been there a longer time. He hated feeling ignorant, but he was learning.
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That morning, he had woke up slightly earlier than usual, his eyes glazed over as he tried to wake up more. He lounged in camp, blinking and rubbing his paw across his face. He watched his clan-mates as they did their daily duties, curious.</div></div></div><div class="nmsscredit"><a href="http://shine.b1.jcink.com/index.php?showuser=1195">»</a></div></center>

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[dohtml]<center><div class="nmss"><div class="nmsstop"><div class="nmsstoptitle">SYLVESTER</div></div><div class="nmssbottom"><div class="nmssbottomtext">When he was younger, he'd always follow his older sister around. He wasn't really sure why, maybe because she was tough and she would protect him. He had never been a fighter. Ramsay was probably annoyed by him following her around all the time, but she never really said anything. So he just continued doing it. The city was a dangerous place, after all.
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Even with his older sister's protection, the Bloodclan cats that roamed the streets targeted him. Because of them, he had small scars all over his body. Maybe he was seeking better protection when he allowed a human to take him in. She was a young girl, with a father that shouted often and didn't particularly like him. The collar they gave him was a bit uncomfortable, but he didn't mind.
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When Ramsay found out, Sylvester began to feel bad. He felt like she was disappointed in him. Then she disappeared. He didn't know where she had went, and now whenever he snuck out of his Two-leg's house, he didn't feel safe.
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That's what led him to be standing at Riverclan's border, wandering around and meowing helplessly for his sister. He wanted to think that she was out there somewhere. It was the best option, as she probably would never allow a human to claim her. But all the scents hanging around in the forest was making him uneasy, and he could recognize the smells of many other cats. He wanted to find her, quickly.</div></div></div><div class="nmsscredit"><a href="http://shine.b1.jcink.com/index.php?showuser=1195">»</a></div></center>

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