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lotuspaw

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Mar 28 2018, 09:57 PM
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<div class="az2textbox"> Lotuskit had never hurt herself before.
<p>Sure, she had tripped and fallen stars knows how many times, but those incidents were just so normal to her that she hadn't even acknowledged the pain of a scuffed up nose or a bruised forepaw. Though she'd been getting better at not falling, she still managed to be overwhelmingly clumsy. And that's what lead her to truly hurt herself for the first time.
<p>A butterfly crouched on a growing flower sprouting out of a crack in the rock. Lotuskit wiggled her hindquarters, crouching low to the ground as she prepared to spring on the fluttering creature. Pupils widening, the long-haired calico pushed off with her hind legs. For a moment, she was confused as to why she wasn't soaring high in the air, straight in the direction of the insect. As she made an attempt to leap from the ground, the young she-cat lost her balance, which was in part due to the prevalence of mud in the territory at the time.
<p>Lotuskit found herself crashing directly into a patch of brambles, managing to get a few thorns lodged in her pelt and one stuck deep into her paw pad. She let out a yelp of surprise and pain, one that would likely wake up any napping warriors in the vicinity. She scrambled to her feet, trembling and shaking the injured paw. Blood welled at the site of the injury and spattered onto the rock as she flailed the affected foot.
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Dec 29 2017, 10:03 PM
The crackled, dry reeds at the edge of the frozen stream stirred. Odd eyes peered from the spindly stalks, and a clumsy, tiny tortoiseshell molly stumbled to crouch beside the iced-over river. She huffed indignantly. It was already freezing outside, she couldn't find her mother or siblings anywhere, and now she couldn't even get a drink. Her tongue stuck to the ice and she pulled it away painfully after a moment.

It was fair to say that the young she-cat was terrified alone in the expanse of snow and frigid weather. Truthfully, the kit's life was in danger if she didn't find shelter soon. She had awoken to find her mother and two brothers gone. It always seemed as if Mother didn't like her. There was something wrong with her. She looked different and she walked funny. She never could keep her balance.

Lotus, as referred to by her mother, swayed a bit before settling back on her haunches, head nodding involuntarily. There was definitely other cat scent here.
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